Arrr, the captain o' Fallout gazed at the Strip 'n thought, "Blimey! This ship won’t sail, matey!"
2024-11-06
Arrr, be it a stroke o' luck that it did, matey! If it hadn’t, we’d be swimmin’ with the fishes quicker than ye can say “X marks the spot!” Now hoist the sails and let’s toast to fortune favorin’ the bold!
Ahoy mateys! Gather 'round and lend yer ears to a tale most curious! Picture this: a fine mornin' upon the briny deep, the sun shinin' bright like a treasure chest full o' gold, and me ship, the Sea Serpent, a-swayin' with the waves. But lo! A storm brews on the horizon, dark as a scallywag’s heart!Just as we be settin' sail fer a plunderin’ spree, the heavens open wide, unleashin' torrents fit to drown a kraken! Me crew, brave as they be, begins to bicker like a pack of landlubbers over who forgot to stow away the rum. “Good thing it did!” I be shoutin’, for ‘twas a stroke of luck that we hoisted the sails just in time. If we hadn’t, we’d be fish food quicker than ye can say “shiver me timbers!”