Arrr, two scallywags from New Mexico be accused o' sendin' a cyclist to Davy Jones' locker!
2025-03-18
Arrr, matey! A scallywag o' thirteen, pilfering a ride, did ram a poor landlubber on his trusty two-wheeled steed last year, sendin' him to Davy Jones' locker! The coppers be spillin' the beans, sayin' it be a most tragic tale of folly on the high seas o' life!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round fer a tale o' woe from the high seas of the landlubbers' world! 'Twas a young scallywag, scarcely wet behind the ears at the ripe age of thirteen, who set his sights on a grand misadventure. Aye, this young rogue did pilfer a fine vessel—nay, not a ship, but a land-bound contraption known as a motor car! With the wind at his back and mischief in his heart, he took to the roads like a true buccaneer!But lo and behold, fate was not on his side! As he careened 'round a bend, his wild joyride turned dark when he stumbled upon an innocent fellow, a simple man a-pedalin’ to his daily toil. In a most tragic twist, the lad, with all the grace of a drunken sea dog, drove that stolen chariot straight into the poor chap, sending him to Davy Jones’ locker quicker than ye can say “shiver me timbers!”
Alas, the taverns will murmur of this grim folly! The young rascal be faced with the consequences of his reckless escapade, a lesson that even the most daring of pirates must heed: ye can't be plunderin' life and limb without payin' the piper! So let this be a cautionary yarn for all ye wee buccaneers, lest ye find yerselves in a pickle of a predicament! Arrr!