Arrrgh, mateys, this be weirder than Davy Jones's breakfast! I can't even be sayin' matey without it turnin' into matey! An' I've got me an overwhelmin' thirst for rum!
...Got me a terrible feelin' work's goin' t'be bad tonight, too. None of you scallywags better be causin' any trouble down at th' bar tonight, or I'll have t' get one of me
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'Silence be b . . . Tch. Silence be golden.'
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'Arr. Ye may be right, but I've got me sommat dignity. No such talk be crossin' me lips so long as I kin help it.'
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'Writin' be fast enough fer me purposes. Ye'll just have ta wait.'
((I can't do this. Posts take me forever. >_< ))
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((Heh, it's alright. It happens.))
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