"Now, iffen you'll jest roll over on yer back, Captain."
"What for, my boy?"
"I kinda thought that first off I'd like ta pour this little bottle of hydrofluoric acid on ya."
"That's very clever," the captain said. Then he reconsidered. "For a crewman, that is."
X
The first mate looked over at the bosun.
"Uncomfortable?"
"Yes," the bosun said.
"Fine, I thought you'd be." He took out his penknife and began to whittle on a piece of wood.