Oi resieved a movin' semafore message about loife in thee ocean depths,
wot set me ter myusin about past hexploits wif me crewe...
Thee shrinkin' ov polly styrene 'eads wood mayke a foine arrrghts an craps hacktivity fer me crewe, oi finks.
(Plus, twood save dubloons from sailin t'thee hack chewal porrrgts ov call ware thee hindijinnus peeples make's em from scratch.)
Capn Bart hobserved
Thee Mad Moggies Revenge
Arrrgh...they must be thee ones we ave ta run from when we hattempts ta leave wiv thee jools and coconuts...I always makes sure as I have a couple o nice fat croo members wot can't run very fast.
were runnin a bit ov a trade deffy-sit, wot wif purchasin' hack chewal shrunkin polly styrene 'eads from thee hindijinnus peeples (wot kept razin' proices whoile citin' thee laws ov "Supply & Demand" an' "Claws & Heffect"). Oi tole 'em that pyrates duzzint respeck them sorts ov laws, but they reparteed wif some ballyhoo on thee hinvisibull Hook ov thee Free Markets, or some sech nonsense. Everwun knows that thee markets arrrghn't free
or wot wood be thee hadvantage ov pillagin, oi axes ye?
Then we tryed himporrrghtin' shrunken polly styrene 'eads from thee Farrrgh Easte arfter Capn Marco Polo hopened thee doors t'Chinese trade. But ye woodint believe thee shippin 'eadaches, wot wif thee Spanyerds hattemptin' t'pyrate arrrgh pyrated goods roight out frum under us, loike.
So now oi finks this harrrghts an craps hacktivity wood mayke a foine cottage hindustry, wen thee Ocean o'Sand be too frozen (from Global Warrrghmin') ter sail hin comforrrght in thee winters. Oi've sent me Errol Flynn, me cabbin bouy an marrrghketin pro-ta-zhay, ter call on Bart Hindustries an pitch arrrgh domestickly produced shrunkin polly styrene 'eads, fillin thee marrrghket niche wif moor prophets an less danger than thee olde way.
Oi hexspecks ter mayke a killin.
Figyurativly. (although oi suspecks there be some lawyer-types in thee B.I. corrrghporrrghate 'eadquarrrghters wot *needs* killin)