Arrr, ye be chasin' wind, matey! The real treasure be hidin' in a different cove of the Marvel seas!
2024-09-25
Arrr, matey! Hoist yer sails o' chatter, fer it's high tide to cease yer silent squawkin'! No more readin' them lips like a treasure map—let's unleash the raucous banter and let the sea hear our squawls! Avast, ye landlubbers, time to parley proper!
Now, ye see, when ye be tryin' to decipher what a scallywag be sayin' by merely watchin' their lips flap like a flag in a tempest, ye be settin' yerself up for a right ol' misunderstanding! Aye, ye might think they be sayin', "Avast, me matey!" but in truth, they could be spouting about their beloved parrot's new feathered hat!