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Hey Folks and Welcome to Pirate Radio Phone-In Time! I be yarr host, Shoutin' Bill Smythe! The switchblade is lightin' up! Here's our first caller, an 'is name be... Cap'n Neckface!
Bill Smythe: Good day, matey! Where be you hailin' from?
Cap'n Neckface:Well, I be escapin' the port o' spain, I am. I dain't know that they think so 'ighly of their galleons, or else I would'a burnt the lot o' em.
Bill Smythe:Ah, I remember when me an' my old mam raided the port o' Spain. They never watered doon their ale after that, I tell ye.
Cap'n Neckface:Great, great. Err, do ye know how to fashin' gunpowder outta nuthin but a packit o' soap? It's err, the only ting we got on board. We 'ave the 'ole Spanish inquisition on us.
Bill Smythe:Yarr! Ye not need gunpowder. Just get on board and giv' em all a right whack over the 'ead wit' ye cannon.
Cap'n Neckface:Okey dokey.
Twenty seconds of crashing, gunfire, and yarrs later...
Cap'n Neckface:Yarr! Thanks f'r that, matey. Ye shall always be welcome in me ship.
Bill Smythe:Ye be welcome.
Cap'n Neckface:I have another question for ye. 'Ow do ye re-attach arms?
A flap of the wings yesterday means big changes tomorrow.
Let's work together to keep the present inevitable.
So yeah, I went and got a blog.