"Ye be seein' white blubber o' unknown origin wash ashore in Canada, leavin' all hands scratchin' their noggins!"
2024-10-23
Arrr, 'tis over a month since that curious goo began to wash upon the southern shores of Newfoundland, and yet the landlubbers at the federal agency be still scratchin' their heads, tryin’ to make sense of it all! Avast, it be a slow crew indeed!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round and lend me yer ears, for I’ve a tale o' dread and curiosity from the misty realms o’ Newfoundland! A wee while back, a strange substance began wash’n ashore like a treasure chest full o’ jellyfish, sparkly and confoundin'! Aye, over a month’s passed, and still, the federal gents be scratchin’ their noggins, tryin’ to unravel the mystery.