Arrr, chaos be brewin’ at Pepperdine! Fiery beasts be nippin’ at Malibu’s heels, mateys be shakin’ in their boots!
2024-12-10
Arrr! No ships were sunk, nor scallywags harmed, but the young mates be spendin' a wild night hidin' like rabbits, while the good folk be makin' a hasty retreat from Davy Jones' locker! A fine mess, I tell ye!
Avast ye, me hearties! Gather 'round and lend me yer ears, fer I bring ye tidings of a night most frightful! The young scallywags o' the school found themselves in a right pickle, shelterin' in place like a ship caught in a stormy squall. Aye, no fine structures were harmed, nor did any brave souls meet their doom. Yet, the ruckus had 'em tremblin' in their boots, like landlubbers at a ghostly sight!As the dark of night crept upon 'em, the nearby town's folk scurried away faster than a rat on a sinking ship, leavin' our young mateys behind to weather the storm. With thousands of residents hastily evacuatin', it was a scene that would make even a seasoned pirate chuckle! The wee ones huddled together, clutchin' their treasure maps and wishin' for the dawn, while the winds howled like a banshee on a bender.
But fear not, fer come mornin', all was well, and no mischief had befallen the lot. So raise a tankard, me lads and lasses, to the brave students who faced the night with grit and giggles, and to the fine luck that spared 'em from harm’s wicked embrace! Yarrr!