Captain Jacobs (the Batavia captain)

Side stories.

Yep.

Anyway, let's go check out the other fucking boat, dude, or they got a thing called a tortilla jam.

Somebody else just rang me.

Lube. Make sure before we set out to fill up the lube cask. We've got to keep it a full to the very brim. Fifteen barrels of lube on this ship. My favorite flavor, strawberry kiwi.

It's kind of dark. Sausage. And it's full of juice. Yeah, yeah, little poppers. Yeah.

Let's stab his head into the grass. Cut off his butt. He's forfeited.

It's like joking, joking, joking.

Yes.

I'm sorry. I'm just angry. I'm an awful man.

So, yeah, him and his assistant. Yeah, and his boy.

Farty Fred, that's the best idea I've heard all night. Thank you. That's amazing. Wow. Yeah. Doo-doo.

She's my fun new girlfriend!

Arrgh! Arrgh! Arrgh!

Arrgh!

That's what I'm talking about! Alright!

They do have that. Three white men. My last three wives' wombs fell out of their butts.

Ah, truly the rarer fragrances.

Hey, how you doing, Pelfart? Good to see ya. Remember the last time you fucked up in India?

Oh yeah, Pelfart?