That wot be cabin boys fer....now snap to it or me cat-o-nine 'll be guidin' ye t'wards tha plank

Arrrrghh, a battle o' tha sexes, that wot I likes ta see....n' when them thar wimmin 'aves bigger muscles than ye, Fuzzy, mebbe we'd bess be gittin tha cook ta whip ye up sum 'umble pie.

I spect that thar be a triple helpin' fer ol' Fuzzy and 'is sehlat too

alright me buckos I be needin to see that little eye in the middle of Fuzzys head.Time be gettin close to be plannin your escape. I just needs me a bit of gun powder and me little lead ball.

Fuzzy with a third eye on his face (what's that saying about a womans scorn...tsk, tsk, tsk)

It looks like he be hiding well!

mabe he is under the chairs

arrr get scrubbin' those decks ya lazy wenches arrr

'tis the only thing they be good fer, that an't be mascot on front o' ye ship arrr

that thar Fuzzy alien fella sher be knowin' how ta pour tha fuel on a fire, I be giv'n 'im that

Arrr, thar he be!! Out of hidin' be 'e, Fuzzy....arrrgh, get back ta work or ye'll be walkin' tha plank

Arrggghh, that he do....an' me finks them wimmin'll be givin' it to 'im soon as well ....a fair ol' lashin' wiv tha cat o' nine that be.

'Opefully mistress Jenny'll be back soon, tha wimmin' shure be needin' 'er expertise ta 'elp batten down Fuzzy's wayward tongue.

Mistress Jennifer be of no use to 'e, she be in irons, cuffed and stuffed an' no mistake.

Or should that be ironing... arrr, that be 'er rightful place, arrrr

cant believe no one has said.. Poop Deck   

that thar 'ill be the fianl restin' place of tha likes that challenge tha wimmin aboard this 'ere vessel...they be here fer thar fightin' as well as thar luvin capabilities...(hands clwoods her cutlass and grabs a bottle of rum ta watch)

That be no good 't-all....them thar wot 'as 'er 'ad bett'r let 'er go real quick like, or them'll be facin' tha wrath o' tha Twisted sister n' 'er crew.



If she be ta ironin', p'raps her could do yer shirts wiv extra starch fer 'e....ta stiffen up yer backbone enough ta give ye tha courage ta pick on more than these 'ere wimmin o' ours.



Cap'n starkers thinks e'll be joinin' ye...me loves a good spectator sport wiv a bit o' blood n' gore. Missed the gladiatorial days o' Rome, so I'll pour meself a cuppa an' find a comfy seat fer ta watch tha blood lettin'

(Pssst, pssst....Troy, d'ya think us oughta give Fuzzy a flintlock, a dagger an' an extra cutlass ta make it a fair fight? )