Canoe Sitting

Most times, I tell me tales in the land, but figured, heck once in a while i'll post one ere, just because...all me tales have 3 elements, 1: Did I ere tell ye bout the time...2: So there I was... an 3: An thats all I ave tae say bout that...

An now fer the tale.......

Did I ere tell ye all bout the time Antonius asked me tae watch his canoe fer em? He called it a Yacht.. but looked like a dingy er canoe tae me. Anyways, he said he'd pay me well, no worries, easy money no trouble, just stand on the deck an watch it till he returned. Me being the amicable sort, I readily agreed tae babysit his canoe fer a bit. So there I was, on the poopdeck, watching the floatin hunk of wood he called a yacht, when I noticed a rope hangin oer the side of the canoe. Now being an orderly sorta fella, I grabbed the rope and pulled it up, coiling the rope nice an neat like, an when I got tae the end, it had a curved heavy metal hunk on the end, sos I laid it on the deck. When I looked up, the canoe was moving fast away from the docks in a circle, the winds in her sails, an havin no sailoring skills, I did what any fella would do, I went belowdecks an raided the liquor cabinet. Well that canoe made about 20 circles in the harbor, ever widening, as I drank up Antonius good stuff. I staggered above deck after depleting his stores, and the dock had the nerve tae get in the way of the canoe. A deafening crash, splintered wood, an then calm, no movement, I had the canoe back tae shore, slightly damaged, but ashore... well sorta. Anyways, ole Antonius showed up right bout then, an I nere seen a mage so mad, well thats a lie me wife been that mad, but thats another tale, anyways, he din't even pay me fer watching that ole dingy a his, he was so sore at me cause the dock hit his canoe. Go figure. An thats all I ave tae say bout that.

Cynthor