Yarr! Ye all be knowin' our favourite wench Chatty be sailing fer distant shores an she will nay be passin bye here agin.
So let 'ave three cheers fer 'er, ana round o' Cap'n's Deloights! An' a sloice o' cake... :cake:
Aaarrrr! May she sail fer h'ever on them 'allowed seas. Oi' be layin' me second best parrot 'ere h'as a tribute.
Hic!
Oim havin a fudgcicle. Any choklit in a storm, Oi always sez.
Aye, mate, oi be purin a cup of me rum in her memory.
Oi'll be 'angin me lamp in th widder's walk fer her t' see as 'er shippe gowes bye. An' 'avin' a tot frum ever' bottle in th' cap'n's chest in 'er memry. Pervided, acorse, as hi kin stay conshus-loike long enuff t' make it so far.
Bukkit o' rum in hand, Oi raises me 'at ter her.
YArrr...
Oi still be drinkin in her honour. She was a very fine Captain indeed!
KAKE !
HOBOY HOBOY !
ummmm i wull hvae a bigg tankurd ove milk pwez
an poit sum koko init pwez
fank ye ye welkum !