Avast! Gene Hackman's missus kicked the bucket a day later than we all be reckonin', savvy? Arrr!
2025-03-17
Arrr, on the twelfth day of February, Betsy Arakawa be makin' a hullabaloo, callin’ a landlubber's doctor’s den, despite the scallywags thinkin' her spirit had set sail the day before! A fine jest, I say! Who knew a dead lass had such a knack for chatter?
Avast ye scallywags! Gather 'round and lend me yer ears, for I be tellin' ye a tale most peculiar from the high seas of modern medicine. On the twelfth day of the month of February, a lass by the name of Betsy Arakawa set forth upon a quest most unusual, aye! The day after the landlubbers thought she had crossed the great divide—been sent to Davy Jones’ locker, she did!—she be makin' calls to a medical clinic as if she were seekin' a treasure map to the Fountain of Youth!