Send me all ye gold doubloons and I will tell ye where ye booty be.
Well Shiver me timbers and blow me down. Grog and buxom Wenches on the seas but rum and we crack Jennys tea cup at de port.
Your booty be below the belt on your starboard side. ARRRR!
Ye booty be grog n' wenches. Tis a fine objective, arrrrrr.
Arrr...it's best if we wenches help you find that booty, ye scurvy seadog! @}----}---- AD
