| arrr, plus a special white uniform with lots o' straps an' buckles to fit all sizes, arrr.... |
Us prefers leather or rubber uniforms ourselves, they 'aves a more sweaty an' sadistic appeal...an' they looks better on them busty wenches us 'aves aboard.
'Owever, Cap'n Spanky, we be glad ta see ye 'as joined the fleet agin, wiv yer own ship n' all. Now what be she called, 'The Chocolate Raider'?
| The Cap'n still has 'is dungeon o' chains an' 'andcuffs arrr Spanky by name an' spanky by naturrrr, arrrrrr... |
Ye'd makes fer a good pa-artner ta Mistress Jennifer....her likes all them tools o' discipline n' torture fer keepin' unruly swabs in 'and. So if ye 'as any troubles gettin' yer crew ta go on a chocklit raid, just send a hoy, and us'll send 'er o'er to 'e wiv cat o' nine at the ready.
| ye be goin' soft in ta head like? cuppa tea n' scone? *klonks the capt' round tha 'ead* I 'opes ye be puttin' a wee dram o som'tin' else in wit it? |
The cap'n be a non-swillin' teetotaller these days....cos it were ne'er a wee dram he could stop at. Ol' Cap'n starkers use ta spend too much of he's booty on grog an' near sunk the fleet cos there were no treasure ta pay fer the repairs, so 'e clevered up an' put all 'is booty inta technology fer ta keep the fleet afloat. Asides, somebody 'as ta keep a clear n' sober 'ead so's we don't run aground an' git stuck wiv all them thar landlubbers.
| AYE 'N' YE BEST BE HAVIN' T' SCONES T' BACK UP YR CROCODILE MOUTHS, Y' WHARF-RAT SONS 'O' LUBBERS! YE'LL BE LOWER 'N WHALE SHYTE>>>AN THAT"S AT THE BOTTOM 'O' T' SEA!! |
Now that be a fine way ta git thee self aboard....all full o' sas n' spunk, like. Now that be what we bin needin' around 'ere, a sea dog wiv a salty tongue ta 'elp liven up tha paaarty. Ye be a sight for sore eyes, seldomseem, but welcome aboard an' feel free ta let yer 'air down....we sails under tha Jolly Roger, ye knows, an' it not be called JOLLY fer nuffin'.
