Captain Anonymous orders a plate of oysters, gets hamsters, goes home tickled but still hungry. (They bite back, you know.)
Captain Anonymous, a friend to all and to all a friend, etc., has half a mind to take charge today, and put himself firmly in control, and set things to rights, but the other half of his mind is still on vacation, so he reads comic books quietly in the corner.
Captain Anonymous, the great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandson of Anonymous Bosch, the world's most famous, and also weirdest, unknown artist, is now on his lunch break. Try again in about a week.
Not to be outdone, Captain Anonymous is doing everything inside these days. In private. In the dark. With the cat blindfolded. No news is good news they say, but are they sure?
Long gone are those days when Captain Anonymous was famous, if ever. If anyone erects a plaque for him it will likely be he himself, working quietly, on the sly, and it may not even be clear what it is about, if ever.
Contacted by aliens, Captain Anonymous declined an opportunity for an interview, letting go of his one and likely only chance to speak for humanity, since he was busy trying to smooth the bumps from his memorial plaque and could not be lathered into a bother over it all.
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