Captain's Log, HMS Mordacious

27th September, Anno Domine 2003

This be a scurvy bunch o' knaves, eh, wot?  Only good for rummin', groggin, revellin' and wenchin' by the looks of it. 

"Course, Cap'n," you ask, "how be it we know yer tellin' the truth?"

Well, me buckos, 'ave a gander at these here etchings in the Rogues' Gallery an' see for yerself...

All, savin' one seem to be the worst sort o' shiftless scurvy bilgerats I ever seen.  'ceptin for the one they calls "The Doctor."

I hear tell she can even read n' write!

What the heck is he talking about?

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