Jack, from the cockpit: Hey, you should see this cloud! Big naked woman with her butt sticking out.
Marce, inside, feet up, reading: Huh.
Jack: Seriously. She’s got her arm behind her heard, hair piled up, butt sticking out.
Marce: OK. Jack: Gimme a camera. Marce points to the camera on the table.
Jack walks over to get it. Jack, picking up the camera: First sign of the skipper cracking up.
Marce, still reading: It’s not the first.
Jack goes back out to the cockpit and shoots.
Jack, looking at the picture: It’s not so realistic in the photo.
Marce: Huh.
I believe you Captain Jack. Here’s mt take on it: by the time he went down to fetch the camera and returned to the deck the wind had changed the shape. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
I’m with Chelle on this.