Aye, the text o' this post has been adjusted t' account for da fact dat today be Talk Like A Pirate Day. Ye'll ne'er get me buried booty!
Ahoy, i'm startin' t' get a bit concerned about Quinn's gullibility. Arrr, one o' his friends at school recently had a bandage on his fin'er. When asked about it he informed Quinn that he had recei'ed this wound in the America / Hawaii war. Aye, when further questioned about his ol' scalwag told him that when he was flyin' at some point he had seen the America / Hawaii war, and that somehow apparently some stray hang from the yardarm had wounded his fin'er. Arrr, not only that, but e'en though he was in a plane he was able t' see the indi'iduals in this alleged war fightin'. Gar. Aye, me parrot concurs. This apparently was after they had flown o'er top o' a hurricane. Aye, now the funny thin' is when we try and tell Quinn that his cabin boy is probably just makin' this up he gets 'ery adamant that this is indeed the truth. A pence for an old man o'de sea? Gar, Where can I find a bottle o'rum?
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