Arrr, after shiverin' in me boots o' leaks, Reynolds be callin' for a swift sea sprint to hide the secrets!
2024-11-16
Arrr, we ne’er had to set sail with that scallywag scheme, but I tell ye, I be quakin’ in me boots like a landlubber at a storm! Fear be me constant companion, aye!
Ahoy, matey! Gather 'round and lend me yer ear, fer I be about to spin ye a yarn o' treachery and terror on the high seas! There be a wee tale o' a tactic, a dastardly maneuver we'd concocted fer when the tempests o' battle arose. Aye, we ne'er had to unleash that devilish scheme, but let me tell ye, I lived in constant dread of the day it might be called upon!