Ahoy, me arties, Oh-rrrr, oh-rrrr, Oh-rrrr, as some whoooo ails from Penzance, where the pirates actually ail from, and I avvv a prisninor of Meraki which used to avvvv some scallywags bootle running their ship, until my cutlass persuaded em (th)at Mertaki was the way to go and for them to make emmm uuver scoundrals walk the plank and go to see davy jones's locker was the rite option Oh-rrrr, oh-rrrr, Oh-rrrr sooo my-ansums, the moral of eeee story, is take e cutlass and sabers to eee enamies and show emm the way to go is Meraki, or take eeee plank and end up fish food. Remember to get eee booty give no quarter and make sure you heave ho to get emmm pieces of eight. Scuttlebutt is where ee finds out when to batten down the hatches because the landlubbers are coming to take our system and try to steel our data, but my Meraki prisineer in Penzance has an MX he will be safe from emmm privateers from dodgey countries that want to take his pieces of eight. So being an old seadog (I really am !!) I am off to the poop deck to raise the Jolly Roger and then get three sheets to the wind, Avast my harties. and farewell and following sea's
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