Well we made port somewhere... I be nah sure where we were, t' be honest. We went t' a nice wee tavern 'n were drinkin' some ale 'n jus' havin' a good time mindin' our business. One o' us, nah goin' t' say who, got into th' cleanin' fluid beforehand, 'n next thin' ye know, he was hangin' naked upside down from th' rafters flingin' spaghetti at scallywags. 'twas a terribly messy business... angered a lot o' scallywags. A fight ensued. Th' whole tavern became a messy spaghetti covered battle ground. Th' town guard was called in t' put a stop t' it 'n somehow we all ended up in jail. As if th' jail wasn't smelly enough, Jay had terrible gas from th' spaghetti, 'n Carolina had th' runs... so that was doubly messy.... jus' sayin'. Anyhow, Captain Embers was able t' sneak th' keys off a guard's belt 'n we escaped. Which was quite embarrassin' fer one o' us... nah sayin' who... 'cause he was still naked 'n had t' run naked all through town back t' th' 'Frigate.' 'twas a nightmare. I be still findin' spaghetti noodles in mighty odd places. 8O
