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The Island of Nantucket
at Cutlass Liz's Boatyard
'I suppose you swabs are
here to get your boat fixed up?' said Cutlass Liz, putting her hands on
her hips.
'Yes, please. I mean to
say, if that would be all right. Not if you're too busy or anything,'
said the scarf-wearing pirate.
Cutlass Liz looked at the
ramshackle old pirate boat and frowned. 'Is that a piece of gammon
you've patched up the side with?'
'You'd be surprised how
effective a properly cooked bit of gammon can be at keeping out the
weather,' explained the Pirate Captain, making sure to touch his hair,
because he remembered hearing that touching your own hair was a good way
to be flirtatious with someone.
'And she seems to be
listing rather badly.'
'Oh, that's because I
like to keep my boats at a jaunty angle. It's to demonstrate that I
don't take life too seriously.'
'Not having a mast? Does
that demonstrate anything in particular?'
'Ah, no. Not as such.'
'Sorry, boys,' said
Cutlass Liz with a shrug. 'I don't think there's much I can do for her.
But have you thought about trading her in? I do part exchange, you
know.'
'How much do you think
the old girl's worth?' asked the pirate in green.
'She's sturdier than she
looks,' lied the scarf-wearing pirate.
'Yes. And you're not just
getting a boat,' said the sassy pirate. 'I reckon there must be about
five hundred pounds of barnacles stuck on her hull. That's got to be
worth a bit.' 7
'And it's full of rats,'
added the albino pirate helpfully. He was going to say about the
mushrooms that were growing out of the carpet in the galley as well, but
the Pirate Captain cut in before he had a chance.
'She's not on fire. That's got to count for something.'
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7 The cement exuded by
barnacles is an extremely tough protein polymer. It is twice as strong
as the epoxy glue used on the space shuttle. Also, the barnacle penis is
ten times as long as the rest of its body. |