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| Take off that fruity pirate git-up, ya bilge-swillin' landlubber! Ya look like a prancin' fairy! | |
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| I certainly will not, you rough, foul-smelling oaf. I happen to be going to a costume party. | |
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| ARRR!!! Get shed of that frilly kiddie costume right now, or I swear I'll lop off yer head 'n' feed it to me pet crocodile! | |
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| You come near me with that awful thing and I swear I'll report you to the police. And don't think I won't do it, either. | |
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| HAH! Told ya! Now let's see yer headless corpse go prancin' inta the police station blatherin' about the mean ol' pirate! THAT'D be a larf! | |
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