Day 341: Arrr, the Dread Pirate Corbye has made landfall ag'in, and she'll not be tellin' ye where on account o' that chest o' pretties she's after buryin'. 'Twas a foggy morn when first she put into port here, and nary a man jack to be a-watchin' of her. It be a rocky and desolate spot, this, not easy diggin', so she was all a-lather by time the work was done. But none'll be findin' o' this treasure for she laid traps about it and set the ship's parrot on watch afore she took the helm ag'in with a pint o' grog in hand.
Happy Talk Like A Pirate Day!
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