"'Shiver me timbers!" I meant t'say, young Jim. Arrr, it's hard sailin', t'be a dyslexic pirate, like a goat headed for the barbecue fire only y'bring yer own matches."
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Thanks for the reminder ye scurvy bilge rat! (just kidding)
Arr! I said "Shiver me timers" an' they took me ship apart and put the planking in an icehouse! I'll not be trying to raid Asperger's Island again!
I don’t get it
"'Shiver me timbers!" I meant t'say, young Jim. Arrr, it's hard sailin', t'be a dyslexic pirate, like a goat headed for the barbecue fire only y'bring yer own matches."
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