Arrrr me harties. Today be In’ernational Talk Like a Pirate day. At night’s fall I be setting sail for Gladstone on one of them thar Land Ships, then, at tomorrow’s dawn, I be setting sail for Heron Island under the guise of a university field course. Truth be told, I am of course searching for The Lost Gold Of Parapanachor. Best keep this to yarselves, lest any no good, scurvy-ridden bilge rats try to plunder me plunder.
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