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Thursday, May 04, 2006
Avast, ya scurvy knave! Brave be ye, who wakes me slumber!
Arrr, when Me picked Me Lass up from the port o' daycare this day she had a pirates eye patch she was a playin' with. We war talkin' most o' the way home but at some point Me realized our vessel had fallen 'ery silent. When we anchored at home port I found me lil pirate partaken' in some shut-eye. Thar 'll be no plunderin this night me thinks!
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