Dear Laura,
Arr, so there I was, sailin' the brisk n' dangerous Strait o' Darkness. Me n' me mateys were up wit' the riggin' n' not a should but I was down on the main deck keeping things ship shape. All o' a sudden we hit a big uprift, n' me and our ship's hull buckled somethin' fierce. What can I do teh save me an' me hearty crew?
- Spookbeard the Pirate
Dear Spookbeard the Pirate,
Arr, me jolly lad. 'Tis a problem ye and your hearties got yeh selfs into indeed. Me main thought be this: Swim! Avoid these 'ere sharks, and mind the Sirens (they lure a man somethin' fierce, aye). Arr, one more thing ye should know; yer hearty crew all be damned, so save yer own skin, be a real scallywag me laddie!
- Laura