Aye, matey... it be a right proper day to hang 'em from the yardarm. Har,Quote:> Shiver me timbers and batten down da hatches, there's pirates amidships!
> Keelhaul da rascals den* em if dey still be alivin.
> Now where's me rum when ah need it...
har. Aye, watch 'em dance a bit, I reckon. Then ye just nicely keelhaul
their scurvy carcasses. Har, har.