Arrr! Old sea dog, 71, met his doom 'cause of rowdy ruckus; neighbor says he be defending his treasure!
2024-11-30
Arrr, in the sunny land o’ Florida, a 71-year-old sea dog met his fate at the hands o’ his landlubber neighbor! Seems the old scallywag's jolly tunes were too much for the matey below, who decided to silence him with a bang! Talk about a rough way to shiver yer timbers!
Arrr, me hearties! Gather 'round fer a tale o' woe from the sunny shores o' Florida! Aged 71, the valiant Hureleyon McLean found himself in a ruckus with his neighbor on the fateful Thanksgiving morn! 'Twas a squabble over some loud tunes, barked 'cross the decks by a grumpy landlubber, who left a note as sharp as a cutlass!With the spirit of the holiday in his heart, Hureleyon ventured forth to parley, but lo! Instead of a merry feast, he met a fate more dire than Davy Jones' locker! Shots rang out like cannon fire, and his poor widow, Rose, beheld her beloved sprawled in a puddle of his own red. "He had nothin' but his good cheer," she lamented, "not even a knife!"
The scallywag who pulled the trigger claimed self-defense, like a coward hiding behind his own shadow! As Rose confronted him, he threatened to silence her too! The world be gone mad, sayeth the pastor, who raised a tankard to honor life's fragility.
Now the law be sniffin' around, investigatin' this treacherous deed, while the good widow remembers her mate, "We're like a team!" she cries, as the sun sets on this grim tale. So raise yer goblets, me hearties, and remember to cherish life, lest ye find yerself in a tragic squabble over a tune! Arrr!