Yarr!

Mornin' me hearties! I be off soon to the sawbones, to have the shot pull out o' me pegleg. I wants no mutinies while I be gone and plenty o' grog waitin' by me hammock when I gets back!

Oh, and I'll be keelhauling that scurvy dog thesme_01 later for her insubordinate ways. Arr!

ARR!

Yo ho ho shipmates, I be back! Safely returned to the mothership [1], wi' me peg leg newly polished.

Soon i'll be off to me hammock wi' a bottle o' grog to help me recover, once I make sure there ain't been no mutinies in me absence.

[1] or is that aliens?