Arrr, Dominique Pelicot be on trial fer a heinous deed, now off to the ship's hospital, matey!
2024-09-10
Arrr, mateys! Old Dominique Pelicot, a salty sea dog o' 71, was to spin his yarn on Tuesday 'bout invitin' a crew o' scallywags to his shipshape abode to give his fair lady, Gisèle, a right ruckus! But what ailed the ol' sea rat be a mystery, savvy?
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round fer a tale as wild as the seven seas! There be an old sea dog named Dominique Pelicot, a spry 71 summers, who was fixin' to stand before the court on the morrow. But what be this? It seems our matey Dominique was accused of summonin' a crew o’ scallywags to his own ship—er, home, to lay a hand on his fair lass, Gisèle Pelicot! Aye, ye heard it right!Now, one might wonder, what sort of lubber invites a whole pack of ruffians to do such dastardly deeds? 'Tis a mystery wrapped in a shanty! The poor soul's condition be as foggy as a stormy night at sea, and it be unclear if he’ll make it to the court to face the music—or if he be hidin' in the hold, too scared to show his face! Yarrr!
So here we be, awaitin' the outcome of this scandalous affair, hopin’ for a bit o’ justice to be served! Will Dominique find himself in the brig, or will he sail away scot-free? Only time will tell, but I reckon the gossip will spread faster than a cannonball through the air! Aye, what a jolly hullabaloo, eh?