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| I will make a meal of your mind. | |
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| We be pirates, matey. Ye'll not find enough brains fer a soup 'twixt the whole crew. | |
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| Then I will require a sacrifice of fourteen of your comeliest virgins. | |
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| After six months at sea, ye'll not likely find any o' them aboard either. | |
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| Fine... what can you do for me? | |
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| I kin validate yer dockin' ticket. | |
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