"Praytell whats this vessel sinking in my
eggcreme?" Upon a closer look thy turkey neck gave way
to spite the mysterious lump in question. However,
roadraging hormones cracked off the crown jewels and with my
taste of freedom I lept watch for pirates. Luckily, my
skeleton key lies lubed up in your treasure chest to swarth
in borrowed booty. Yar! 'Twas with a sheer stroke of genious
i donned your blue beard and like a harpooned spermwhale, I
lampoiled up and sunk to such depths that I rewrote Jules
Verne.
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