Talk Like A Pirate

[demiurgent]

Do you see any ships out there? No?

That's because there aren't any.

There's just all of you. And all of us.

There's just you. And there's just me.

I have a gun. And sharp things. And I'm more than willing to kill you. In fact, it's probably a better idea that I do. Kill you, sink your ship. You just never arrive at port.

Things happen at sea.

I have a gun, and sharp things, and men who don't give a damn whether you live or die;.

What's it worth to you to live through the day?

What's it worth to you not to die? To not have your loved ones walk out onto widow's walks and look out at the sea and wait. And wait. And wait. And you never go home again?

You should make me an offer. I'm not a patient man.

Yo ho ho.

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[elmo-iscariot.livejournal.com]

Man, I read on freakin' Readers' Digest in the last half-decade, and that's the story that ends up being referenced on das Snarkjournall. :D