It Be A Fine Day Fer Bloodshed
Ahoy, an' welcome, me hearties and me wenches and all'a that sort.
It be a fine day fer bloodshed, don' ye agree? Aye, th' blood'll flow 'tween me fingers as I thrust me khopesh inta th' bellies of all them scurvy bilge rats tha' make up th' army'a Commodore Block.
Be ye afear'd? A/N
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