It was time for a refill of my tankard, so I headed over to the Pirates Cove. The rum was good and, being a pirate, I felt at home. As I was reaching for my refilled mug, a hand shot out and sn*tched my hat off my head.
Looking up, there standing on a stone wall was the female shadow of death, who put my hat on her head and leaped off the other side
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keeping a good woman happy is not being henpecked, it is investing in your future
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