Ahoy thar ya filthy dogs! I be boson Fear! Let it be known here and now that who whatever darest cross me will feel a taste of the lash. While those what be kind will find who rations the rum.
Why, so be it, says I - and a fine day it is for hoistin' the main mast, swabbin' the deck and pilferin' a fine bit o' rum.
(Oi - I could have way too much fun with this where I work - I'll either make people laugh or have them calling the nice men in pretty white coats - time will tell!)
Ye be too soft, says I! In me days as 'er majesty's freebooter the ones such as crossed the capin' got the lash, and the ones that were kind got the rum and the lash!
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Why, so be it, says I - and a fine day it is for hoistin' the main mast, swabbin' the deck and pilferin' a fine bit o' rum.
(Oi - I could have way too much fun with this where I work - I'll either make people laugh or have them calling the nice men in pretty white coats - time will tell!)
and remember to Err is human - to ARRRRR, Pirate.
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