"Ye scurvy dog, get that light out o' me... out o' me... ah, outta me eye socket, ye quaffer o' bilge water. We'll rip 'n burn yer jolly roger, ye scabby sea bass!"
Geez, all I did was stop to tell them they were sitting on the side of the road, not the dock o' the bay. Well, at least they had a good book to read. Never a dull evening ride this time of year.
Comments
Post a Comment