-So Mr. Bush, I trust you weren’t up all night getting the ship ready? -Not all night, sir, no. -Anything to report? -No sir, nothing. I trust you weren’t up all night either, sir? -…No Mr. Bush, I slept exceptionally well thank you. You will take her out, if you please. Plot a course for Brest. -Aye,Aye, sir.
In which subtlety is not a strong suit on the Hotspur.
In Bush’s stern philosophy mankind - naval mankind at least - was born to sorrow and difficulty and danger, and any variation from such a state of affairs must be viewed with suspicion and not enjoyed too much lest it should have to be paid for at compound interest.
NO. When I first saw his face on tumblr, everyone was like ‘I LOVE HIM’, and I was like, ‘HES NOT ATTRACTIVE’. Then I started watching it, and I was like ‘I HATE HIM’, then he said those words ‘I thought you might think the captain…unfit for command…as I do’, then I was like ‘I LOVE HIM’. Now everytime I see his face I’m like ‘HES SO HOT’. (And that is the story of my love for Mistah Boosh.)