>>21923753>Implying Shelly would ever swab your deck, walk the length of your plank, keelhaul you, put her hands on ye booty, give ye twenty lashings 'o the cat, dance about on yar hornpipe, hoist yah over the yardam, and dance with yar bilge-covered Jack KetchSorry mate. Got a degree in complicated lava shit, and let me tell you, there is more bulbous and globular ass to be plundered expanding the fertile land, than in some raunchy venerally infected harlot's coral reef. I'm a reformed Magma grunt, and I am never going back.