Moriarty on his submarine

We have a go on, all hands to the pumps, battle stations, clang, clang, clang, master-at-arms break out the rum, pull those levers, it’s off to work we go, heave ho...

Captain Admiral Moriarty was drunk and wandering around his submarine alone, everyone else had abandoned ship.

Strange creaking noises were coming from all over as if the sides were being pressed by a giant hand which was of no concern to Captain Admiral Moriarty who was far beyond hearing anything.

He stumbled on, the rum bottle in his hand half empty. “Heave ho me hearties,” he called out.

A door creaked open and he fell through it into the sexy silence waiting for him there.

“Well don’t just stand there like a gorm, pass me that bottle,” said Zen.

Captain Admiral Moriarty was overjoyed to see Zen again all back from the dead and beautiful as ever and in his submarine.

“Zen,” he said, and passed out cold on the floor.

From the chronicles of Moriarty

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