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| First mate, what happened? | |
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| Sir, our yardarm smashed through our poopdeck! | |
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| Oh, christ, I hope no one ever survives to speak of this. | |
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| If only I wasn't so fabulously drunk, I might have missed that giant fucking glacier. | |
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| No, I was hanging from the sails like a monkey. | |
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