Savage Chickens by Doug Savage for June 01, 2023

Leads to a freudian slip when it’s wet.

Mate: “But Captain, I’ve swabbed all the way through the deck and halfway through the hull, and all I feel is an existential dread.”

That would not bring me contentment.

Tell me more about…your mother….landlubber.

Auuuuurgh! Nows not the time to be philosophical…

Wax on, wax off.

And, the further they sailed from the shores of California, the calmer they felt.

Now tell me about your pullethood.

I see a shark in the water. Time to have him walk the plank and become “CLAM” beard. :)

Nothing but pyschocackle…

You’re just a chicken-s h it commander…

He’s going overboard on the inner contentment thing.