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| Captain, I spy a ship over there that may be ripe for capture. What would you like to do? | |
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| We board the ship, take it over, and to let them know we ain't kidding, we make one of them walk the plank. They can draw straws to see who goes. | |
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| Draw straws? With all due respect, captain, you can't do that! | |
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| I can't? Arrrrrrr! And just why, pray tell, CAN'T I make them draw straws? | |
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| 'Cause the straws are made of durable plastic compounds that don't degrade, so they'll just sit at the bottom of the sea killing off all the fishes and things. | |
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| Hello, McFly, anybody home? I'm sending some fat rich dude to Davy Jones' Locker, and you're worried about a couple of drinking straws? | |
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