Arrr, in New Orleans, after a wild revelry, the French Quarter be shakin' in fear like a scallywag on a stormy sea!
2025-01-02
Arrr, matey! A right rowdy skirmish it be, claimin' 15 souls and puttin' a hurtin' on thrice as many! Those scallywags be usin’ their ships—er, vehicles—like cannons! Aye, ’tis a sorry tale we’ve heard too many times!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round, for I be tellin' ye a tale of a most woeful spectacle that unfolded upon the landlubber shores! A ruckus broke out, leavin' 15 poor souls to meet Davy Jones, and 'bout three dozen others bruised and battered, as if they’d tangled with a kraken!