The venomous Captain Stingbad sailed the high seas with his hoards of trusted mateys. They stung and pillaged while they ruined vacations.

One young mate shouts, "Ahoy Captain, but I've done it again, I just stung a boy who can't be more than ten!"

"Right-y-oh, young sting mate our wrath can begin, now go and seek a fisher of men! A surfer me tentacles will find – his board, his fun and his flesh will be mine!"

Vacations are ruined and beach days end, the unsuspecting human is left with no end. The redness, the scars and crying girls that can't aim are the final result of the stings that remains.

Then one day Captain Stingbad himself had an encounter beyond the deepest ocean shelf. An interlaced demon rose up from the sea. His tentacles twitched in efforts to be free.

Moments, hours, how long could it be? Captain Stingbad was no longer in his home – the sea.

"I got a jelly," was the first thing he heard.

"A jelly?" He paused, "What could that be?"

A "Crush him and stomp him!" quickly sounded, and the shoe near his face told him he was he was about to be pounded.

His tentacles shook, his little hook quivered, and Captain Stingbad thought this is not the sea he remembered.

A small voice then sounded "Stop - wait! That jelly's with me!"

Captain Stingbad looked puzzled, "Could that Jelly be me?"

A wobbly child scooped him up from the deck with the same inter-twined demon that almost broke his jelly neck.

He sailed through the air and landed on a wave that carried him down until he knew he was saved.

"Oh Captain" they shouted, "we just knew you were dead!"

"Aaarrrr matey's I must rest. I am going to bed."

When Captain Stingbad awoke he called his mates ‘round. "What is this terror we've caused on the ground?"

While they gathered with waving tentacles ready to fight, Captain Stingbad steadied his voice and said, "Oh mates, let's make this right. A day on the ocean should always be bright. Without that small child I would not have made it through the night. How can we help our venomous sting?

"A secret exists," shouts a loyal mate, "a magical potion – they call it StingMate®."

The Captain then pondered a nautical notion "instead of attacking we can bring them relief!"

At first the mates stared in disbelief and then joined him in shouting "Let's help stop the sting - Stop the sting with StingMate®!"

Captain Stingbad's Adventures