Once upon a time, Captain Anderson, who had a black beard and a scarred face and Chef O'Neale who was small and had a moustache that was black were good mates. Captain Anderson always wore a Captain’s sailing hat and he always had rum in his hand. He had black and white checked pants and a ripped up red t-shirt. Chef O'Neale wore a cooking suit.
One day, they were out sailing in their deluxe sailing boat.
Suddenly, they saw some pirates with gold MSR sniper rifles, some gold RPGs, some machine guns and cannons in a big pirate ship so they screamed, “There are pirates! Let’s hide!”
They ran to find the steps leading to the galley. Chef O’Neale went down first, followed by Captain Anderson, but Captain Anderson didn’t get his arm down in time. The pirates fired a bullet. It went straight through Captain Anderson’s wrist. More shots were fired, and, finally, the boat was blown up.
Captain Anderson and Chef O’Neale jumped out of the boat into the cold, blue, pristine water and they swam to a little island. They crawled to a warm spot on the hot, smooth sand.
After they found a man in a shelter, Captain Anderson said, “Can you stitch me up?” His name was Jack Sparrow. He was a doctor. He was fixing his first aid kit.
Jack Sparrow stitched up Captain Anderson’s wrist.
The pirates never went by Captain Anderson and Chef O’Neale again because they were busy fighting other pirates. 
Great story Dre! Just as well Captain Anderson was tough enough to swim after being shot.. He sound's like a boy I know with the same last name that's an awesome tackler!!
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