Jimbo!
I almost forgot ta tell ya! Ol' Jimbo has been comin' down ta t'e Grease an' Bile ta see me since he foun' out t'at was where I was hidin'! It's nice ta see a familiar face, I mus' tells ya! Brings back ol' memories o' t'e ship, t'e trip... everyt'in' righ' up ta t'e mutiny, t'at was a bit of a dampner on t'ings.
I couldsa leapt on t'e boy when I firs' saw him, I were t'at excited! 'Specially wit' t'e, eh... trouble o' yesterday...
He's even been helpin' me out wit' t'ese strange dishes - t'e lad's a righ' wonder!
Now... if I cans jus'schmooze him inta abandonin' his family an' becomin' a crooked pirate wit' me, me day will be complete! Oh, but it woul' be nice ta have some comp'ny. I realised yesserday t'at I'm gonna have ta skip outta town once I gets me paws on t'e book, an' leave him behin' again.
Ah, but he's a good lad - too good fer an' ol' scallywag like me, too stuck in 'is ways. T'e straigh' life's no' fer me (I gots me written warnin' ta remin' me o' t'at) an' livin' so close ta t'e good cap'n is makin' me downrigh' jumpy!
It feels strange ta t'ink abou' it all. I spen' so much o' me long life searchin' fer Flint's gold t'at now... I don' know what ta do wit' me life... 'cept keep in t'e shadows wit' me head down. Ah-heh, I guess some t'ings never change. Bu' enough o' t'is, I best be grabbin' me shut-eye before t'e breakfas' shift tamorra. T'ey don' fry anyt'in', can ya believe t'at? T'ey're t'reatenin' ta teach me how ta make powdered sphereoids!
I couldsa leapt on t'e boy when I firs' saw him, I were t'at excited! 'Specially wit' t'e, eh... trouble o' yesterday...
He's even been helpin' me out wit' t'ese strange dishes - t'e lad's a righ' wonder!
Now... if I cans jus'schmooze him inta abandonin' his family an' becomin' a crooked pirate wit' me, me day will be complete! Oh, but it woul' be nice ta have some comp'ny. I realised yesserday t'at I'm gonna have ta skip outta town once I gets me paws on t'e book, an' leave him behin' again.
Ah, but he's a good lad - too good fer an' ol' scallywag like me, too stuck in 'is ways. T'e straigh' life's no' fer me (I gots me written warnin' ta remin' me o' t'at) an' livin' so close ta t'e good cap'n is makin' me downrigh' jumpy!
It feels strange ta t'ink abou' it all. I spen' so much o' me long life searchin' fer Flint's gold t'at now... I don' know what ta do wit' me life... 'cept keep in t'e shadows wit' me head down. Ah-heh, I guess some t'ings never change. Bu' enough o' t'is, I best be grabbin' me shut-eye before t'e breakfas' shift tamorra. T'ey don' fry anyt'in', can ya believe t'at? T'ey're t'reatenin' ta teach me how ta make powdered sphereoids!