Harrrrrr...I'll tell ye a true story lass. Many years ago myself and Walktheplank (he had his own hair then) voyaged together to the distant land o Manhattan. The very first person we hencountered was one o yer Taxi driven Pirate brethren. He were as mad as a March Hair. He drove us from the Port o Kennedy to Ye 5th Avenue and he spent every minute o that journey a tryin ta put the wind up our sails! He didn't have one kindly word to say about the darker skinned villagers of New York, and he even swerved his cab into the side of a yellow skinned driver, narrowly missing him...what a swab! Arrrrrr,by the time he dropped us off in 5th Avenue we were expectin to be mugged there and then! Blaggard!
The smoke wafted gently in the breeze across the poop deck and all seemed right in the world.