Calling Lads and Wenches

Pine Cone’s Log:

1 February 2012: The fat wench finally put her fingers to the keys
after I threatened to suck her brains out of her ear with a straw. Am
preparing “The Mouser” for her annual voyage of discovery and fishes.
and trying to get a list of crew members , changes, and destinations
for our trip. Have Promoted Mike to first mate, the pirate wench to
social director, and am trying out a bare cabin kit this year. The fat
wench says he’s too young, but he promises to have the proper spirit for
the job. If he works out, we’ll try the baby wench next year. All
hands, furry and bare interested in going to sea, please report and list
the positions qualified for or what they’d like to train as.