Arr, he soun like a goot man, yar he do. Me pa was a bas-terd, yar he twas but me was me pa. Me ma, though, she was the Cap’ns bedwarmer til me pa won her for a night af’er some dicin wit the Cap’n. Thence came ole Gray-Bush, yar he spent ‘is seed in’ner an me blossomed inter the pirate yer see a’fore yer. Me an me boyos besmirch wenches from dusk til dawn on the high seas, yar an at r/PirateHole a’swell.