Arrr, matey! Snag yerself three grand sci-fi tales fer the price o' a grog, less than a doubloon!
2024-11-28
Arrr, matey! The price o' that dark brew be stealin' me gold like a scallywag in the night! It be costin' me more doubloons than a chest o' treasure! What be next, a fee fer the wind in me sails? Har har!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn 'bout the cursed brew known as coffee! Aye, in this treacherous age, the price o' a cup o' joe be higher than a Kraken's belly in a storm! Back in the day, ye could procure a fine mug o' the black nectar for naught but a handful o' doubloons, but now it be robbin' yer treasure chest faster than a scallywag in a tavern!