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Originally Posted by Critter
Rum, ay there matey now you be speaking my language. A bit of the grog with a touch of the lime will keep the scurvy away. I favor the dark aged rums, especially in Mexico...
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Spoken like a true seaman, Worthy Critter.
Unfurl the mast! Raise the timbers!! Shiver the top-sail!!! By Neptune, we sail into a sea of shimmering necter from the cane of much sugar. Scurvey be gone... Find some other poor souls to set upon, you buggery blight!
Morgan be damned! Me body has two sound legs and I say keep your sweet, sissy connoctions away from me manly crew and our brave, lovely wenches!