"Arrr! F.B.I. be rummagin' Deputy Mayor's lair, thinkin' he be threatenin' City Hall with a powder keg, savvy?"
2024-12-18
Arrr, matey! The mayor, in his infinite wisdom, did appoint one Brian Williams to keep the scallywags safe last year. But lo! He be locked away on admin leave faster than ye can say "walk the plank," says the mayor’s office! A jolly fine start to his seafarin’ career!
Ahoy mateys! Gather 'round, fer I’ve got a tale from the landlubber’s realm! Once upon a sandy shore, a scallywag named Brian Williams be appointed by the mayor to keep the townsfolk safe from maraudin’ ruffians and other nefarious beasts of the sea.But lo and behold, before he could even don his tri-corner hat and polish his cutlass, the mayor's office sent him packin’ to the dreaded realm of administrative leave! Aye, ye heard it right—off to the brig he went, sans a single rum ration!
Rumors be flyin’ like cannonballs, from whispers of mutinous treachery to tales of him tryin’ to tame a wild parrot. But the truth be known only to the mayor and the fishy fellows in the office. What be the captain’s plan fer keepin' the sea lanes safe if his trusty mate be sittin' in a corner like a scolded cabin boy?
So here we be, with Brian on the sidelines while the ship of public safety flounders like a fish outta water! Let’s raise a tankard to the foolery of landlubbers and hope our dear Brian finds his way back to the helm before the town’s in full-blown chaos, or worse, run outta grog!