Upon again sighting that den of scurrilous ne'er-do-wells and villianous scalawags known as Blockade Runners, Capt. Moonpie decided to give battle.
The ship was beat to quarters, the guns rolled out, the crew readied muskets and sabers. Poised to loose a broadside at said camp.
Alas it was not to be.
Those heathens had abandoned their post!
The ship secured from quarters and set sail to the furthest reaches of Tit-lum.
Went out to try the incoming. Got anchored about 3pm. Water looked great. Deep green. Lots of bait. Fishing was poor.
Only caught one flounder.
The ship was beat to quarters, the guns rolled out, the crew readied muskets and sabers. Poised to loose a broadside at said camp.
Alas it was not to be.
Those heathens had abandoned their post!
The ship secured from quarters and set sail to the furthest reaches of Tit-lum.
Went out to try the incoming. Got anchored about 3pm. Water looked great. Deep green. Lots of bait. Fishing was poor.
Only caught one flounder.
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