Josh was a pirate. Deep down, he'd always known it to be true. He wanted to feel the cool, salty mist splash his face as he sailed his scooner around the Ivory Coast of South Africa. He wanted to set sail on his maiden voyage to the far reaches of the globe, searching for buried treasure, cities to pilage and lasses of all shapes and sizes.
He could easily picture himself as a captain, setting sail with the finest crew in the land. He knew that he was the perfect man to lead such a fine crew, since he was a section leader back in his band days. He could sure belt out that tuba, and even though he was past his musical prime, he could still play a fine little diddy on the ukelele.
As he invisioned himself, a strapping young seaman clad with pegged leg and parrot, he couldn't help but smile. Damn he was a good looking pirate.
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With such description I can just picture you -- parrot, peg leg and all -- facing the gritty salt air, sword in hand, ready to take on whatever the sea throws at you. No one would ever know you're landlocked in the middle of a continent.
WOW, I know that guy -- his name is Don Marinelli and he co-founded the ETC with Randy Pausch.
(He's also the top search result for Google Image Search under keywords "pirates ivory coast")
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