A pirate walks into a bar and the bartender notices he has a big steering wheel attached to his crotch. The bartender dutifully pours a stiff rum drink for the pirate, cut can't help himself—he has to find out about the steering wheel.
"So, hey there, mister pirate captain, I couldn't help but notice you had a steering wheel down there. What's the deal with that?"
The pirate took a nip off his rum, turned to the bartender to regard him with his unpatched eye, and replied, "Arrr, it drives me nuts!"
Ba-dum-dum-cha! Thank you, thank you very much.
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I am an author of dark speculative fiction. I blog on all things spec-fic at The Machine Stops, and my debut fantasy novel, Dreamwielder, is now available from Diversion Books.
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