Written by Harry’s Girl

It was like any other day for NYC habitant Lena Econo, seventeen. Stopped at Starbucks for breakfast and had the usual frappuccino and cranberry-nut muffin. Then, she stopped at the newsstand to grab a copy of Teen Vogue magazine. When she was walking down to the harbor, she made a shocking discovery!

The body of Titanic captain E.J. Smith was found doing a backstroke in the water! She ran to the nearest person and told him to take a picture of this ancient man of the sea.

"I totally freaked out! The old geezer was singing the song Holla Back Girl by Gwen Stefani. It was totally freaky! I screamed at him to go get a makeover. But the old geezer kept on singing, "This is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S."

The photographer, who wished to remain anonymous, said only this, "Dude...old guys in the water singing are cool...whoa..." It was very obvious that this anonymous person was not fully awake or had just had crystal meth.

Later, Lena took the captain to the National Enquirer headquarters to be interviewed.

Interviewer: So, captain, how did you survive the sinking of the Titanic?

Captain: Uh...I don't know.

Interviewer: There must be some way! You must remember!

Captain: Uh...nope, I got nothing.

Interview: (Sigh.) Let's try this again...how did you survive the sinking?

Captain: (Looks over in distance.) What's that box-like thing-a-majigg on your wall? And it has moving pictures! Cool!

Interviewer: (Very angrily.) Answer the question, Goddammit! Son of a bitch!

After the captain refused to answer the question, Lena took the captain to her great-great grandpa's house to have a good look at the old man of the sea.

Lena's great-great-grandfather, Romano Papadopolis, was a survivor on the Titanic and said only this to the captain.

"Holy shit, you're old!"

The captain got angry and punched Papadopolis in the face. Papadopolis kicked the captain in the appendix and slapped him a couple of times. The captain’s heart finally gave out after fifty minutes of fighting and he was pronounced dead at three AM that morning. Thirty seconds later, the captain sprang back to life because the coroner was drinking lemon tea. And I quote, "Oh, my good God! Lemon tea! My favorite!"

The End.

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