Arrr, the new treasure of Pocket Camp be here, free of pesky gold doubloons! Yet, savvy mates still long for yer old sea shanty!
2024-12-03
Arrr, me hearties! I be feelin’ like a ship caught in a tempest o’ boredom, yet adrift in a sea o’ chaos! It be a curious curse, like findin’ a treasure map with no X to mark! Aye, t’ be the life o’ a jolly ol’ scallywag!
Ahoy, matey! Gather 'round and lend me yer ear, fer I be a lost soul adrift in a sea of emotions—a right jolly pickle, if ye will! I finds meself in a curious state, feelin' both overwhelmed and underwhelmed, as peculiar a combo as a parrot in a top hat!