This thread be needin’ a saucy wench!
Aye, me Gentleman o’ Fortune!
If this be yer great, grand ship, ‘n I be yer bonny lass upon it, I’ll be takin’ you t’nite a’swoonin’ to Fiddler’s Green. That’s “heaven” to ye landlubbers!
An’ if any o’ ye wrenches ha’ designs on JollyJoe6Horn, he be mine! I be tearin’ out ye little hairs an’ plaitin’ ‘em ‘round yer gullets, an’ tha’ goes fer ye queers and scallywags, too, on’y it won’t be ‘round yer gullets!
Is that “wenchy” enough fer ye, 6Horn? I be returnin’ to ye t’nite after me work is thru, an’, I swan, wee’ll be threadin’ our way ta’ heaven here!
Tho’ I could go by “Tess”, I be lackin’ a true wench’s name. Ye’ be my namer, please, 6Horn? And tho’ I be yer “treasure”, nothin’ with “booty” in it, if ye please. No, nay, ne’er!