2002sep19. Ahoy, mateys!!!!! A wee tabby thought it could stowaway in my vessel while the port major checked a leak in the head, arrrrRRRR! It snuck across the gangplank and scurried up the mizzenmast to hide under the Cap'ns bunk, ye hearrrrrRRR? At first your Cap'n was all “WHOOOAAAA NO!!! NO!! NO NO NO ARR NO ARR NO ARR!!!!” and then the Cap'n tried coaxing the tabby out with kind, gentle talk like “here, puss puss arrrrr ... arr” and then I GRAB'T ‘im ‘n’ I made that tabby WALK THE PLANK!!!! SHEEEARRRRRR!!!! Arr. “Arr,” I guess.
