Avast, me hearties! Cast aside AAA; this year, I be dreamin’ of makin’ me conveyor belts run smoother than a sea siren!
2024-12-21
Arrr, me hearties! The year’s gone by like a sloop in a storm, and I be scratchin’ me head ‘bout these slow steel beams! By Davy Jones’ locker, I’ll be settin’ sail on a quest to uncover this lumbering mystery! Avast, the truth be out there!
Ahoy mateys! Gather ‘round ye scallywags as I spin ye a yarn of the year gone by, where steel beams be takin’ their sweet time settlin’ into place, like a lazy sea turtle on a sun-kissed rock! Aye, ye heard me right! No treasure chests nor buried booty could be found, only the slow march o’ my iron girders, creakin' and groanin’ as if they be caught in a tempest!Now, I be scratchin’ me noggin and wonderin’, “What sorcery be at play here?” Is it the workin’ crew been drinkin’ too much rum or perhaps them beams be in cahoots with the tides, decidin’ to take a holiday? I swear, I’ve seen snails travel faster than these metal monsters! If I don’t remedy this soon, I fear me ship will grow barnacles before it sees the light of day!