“My seamanship, my prospects for garnering plunder, my skill in a fight, the sound of my voice, the sound of another man’s eating. I suppose at the end of the day, they’re all functionally equivalent. A man casts his vote for the same reason he does anything in his life.”
I don’t think I’ve ever seen a crew work this fast and this hard. A few more days, we’ll have the keel cleared and tarred and she’ll be ready to go back into the water.
“Hey. Those men out there hear the two of you arguing, and they might just lose whatever faith they’ve got left that we have any idea what we’re doing in here.” “I will challenge you with the men and resist this plan.”
“Hey. Those men out there hear the two of you arguing, and they might just lose whatever faith they’ve got left that we have any idea what we’re doing in here.” “I will challenge you with the men and resist this plan.”
The Hergé boat is still sailing, and now taking on the Walrus crew. Gates was so easy to translate he practically drew himself. (As an aside, while I was looking for references of Billy on our favourite search engine I was delighted to find the top three suggested words along “Bill Bones Black Sails” was “Tom Hopper”, “man”, and “shirtless” 😂)
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