Arrr, matey! We be scribblin' the tale for Incredibles 3! More swashbucklin' secrets comin' yer way soon!
2024-11-09
Arrr, the scallywags be itchin’ fer a tale, they be! Aye, the mob be hollerin’ louder than a cannon blast, clamorin’ fer more juicy tidbits o’ me adventures. They be hungrier fer gossip than a shark be fer a shipwreck!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round, fer I be spillin' the beans on what the ruckus be all about. Ye see, this motley crew of landlubbers be itchier than a cat 'neath a thunderstorm, cravin’ tales as juicy as a plundered treasure chest! Aye, the crowd be lookin’ at me with eyes as wide as a ship’s sails, hungerin’ fer knowledge like a ravenous sea serpent after a particularly fine meal of fishy folk!“What be the news, Captain?” they be hollerin’, their voices echoing like cannon fire across the open sea. They be bouncin’ on their heels, like a ship in a storm, eager fer the latest scoop, whether it be about gold, glory, or the latest scandal on the high seas. “Tell us, we implore ye!” they shout, as if I be a magical parrot, ready to squawk a secret or two. Why, I half expect to be tossed a bottle o' rum just to keep them quiet, but no! They be thirstin’ for stories, not spirits!
So, I raise me flag o’ wit and prepare to regale 'em with tales of daring deeds and treacherous waters, all while keepin' me eye on the horizon. So sit tight, ye scallywags, fer this be a tale worth tellin’, and I be the finest bard on this side of the Seven Seas!