Arrr, Hideo be tryin’ Death Stranding 2, but I snoozed twice ‘n plowed me ship into a cliff! Ha-ha!
2024-12-08
Arrr, matey! Me eyelids be droopin’ like a leaky sail! I be runnin’ on fumes, not rum! If I don’t catch some z’s soon, I’ll be snorin’ louder than a kraken in a fit! Avast, where be me hammock?
Arrr, matey! Lend me yer ear, for I be in a right pickle! The moon be high and the stars be twinklin’, but I be feelin’ like a landlubber who’s had one too many swigs o’ the grog! Aye, I be low on sleep, like a ship without a sail, driftin’ aimlessly in the vast sea o’ exhaustion!Me eyelids be heavier than a chest o’ doubloons, and I swear I be hearin’ the call o’ the kraken in me dreams! I tried countin’ the sheep, but they be jumpin’ overboard, laughin’ at me plight! Even the parrot be givin’ me the side-eye, wonderin’ why I be lookin’ like a barnacle-covered hull! By thunder, a good night’s rest be as elusive as a mermaid’s kiss!
So here I be, sippin’ on me lukewarm rum and tryin’ to stay awake whilst the crew be snug as a bug in their hammocks. If I don’t catch some shut-eye soon, I’ll be tradin’ me pirate hat for a cozy blanket, and that’s a fate worse than walkin’ the plank! So heed me warning, ye landlubbers: sleep be as precious as treasure, and I be in dire need o’ a good night’s rest, lest I turn into a grumpy sea dog!