If ye know of which I speak, then ye'll understand. If ye not know, ye may toss a bottle o'rboard tay me via gmail, else wait twixt a week and a fortnight tay find out with the rest o' the crew.
Oddly enough, the scurvy dogs o' the aether were nay to to be seen riding the waves o' the electromagnetic spectrum on this morn.
1 comment:
Yar, matey. Yar.
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