Nov 18, 2008 13:25
FELLOW DENIZENS.
...I am bored and dissatisfied. Of late, I find something - several things - lacking in my life. The oldest and noblest of pirate needs. Salty wenches. Rum. And freedom.
Freedom, gentlemen. Freedom. With the open horizon beckoning, nay, taunting us, how can we possibly sit back and ignore it, eh? The seas are calling, gents, all we need is a worth vessel to sail 'em in.
Who among you has the courage and fortitude to follow orders and stay true in the face of danger and almost certain death?
((...bless him. He still thinks there's a way out.))