See, here I was sailing away on the Spanish main when this John Mcnab
fellow comes up to me & sez Capt. Micky - "I honourably request the
relievement of your command". Sez I to him, over my dead body squire,
devil take the hindemost & your wife is sharkfood too, whereapon upstart
John attempted a blow upon my person. Luckily one of my loyal
Pole\Russki\Latvian men deflected the blow & the malcontent was quickly
subdued & bound. After the intake of much beer, vodka, wine - seafood
grill & kava - it was elected to throw Mcnab, his wife (who wasn't worth
raping, & their boring 'kinder' fully trussed, to their death in the
Pacific Ocean, in which we were now at sea) Capt's. log - oh y'know, you
fill in the details - uh?!..