The Booty Report

Arrr! If ye douse the flames, ye might just save yer noggin from a jolly good thumpin'!

2024-12-11

Arrr, matey! Those scallywags who guzzled over 200 mL o’ grog per kilogram for their singed skins be findin’ their noggins goin’ all askew on the magic image box! Aye, seems too much of the wet stuff be causin' a ruckus up top! Har har!

Arrr matey! Gather 'round, fer I be havin' a tale of burnin’ woes and watery cures! It be said that them scallywags who guzzled more than 200 mL o’ fluid per kilogram o’ their mighty selves found themselves with noggins that be makin’ less sense than a parrot in a treasure chest.

Yarr, it appears that when them poor souls with singed skin be takin' on all that extra grog—uh, I mean fluid—ye might reckon they be feelin’ a bit better. But nay, the grim truth be that their brains be actin’ more like a ship lost at sea! These landlubbers be sufferin’ from worsenin’ neurologic findings, as seen upon the magical images o’ their noggins, lovin’ly called “imagin’.”

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