Pirateborg: Part 2

I'm going to try out my French on you.

It

goes like this.

Ha

ha ha ha.

Sartre bleu.

You like that? That's good, ain't it? Well, that man doesn't seem to speak a word of French.

That's...

God's most favored language.

This

is intimate.

I don't know.

And then

here it's like, just kill me or whatever.

Just stop talking to me.

Ha ha ha ha.

Can

we

stop talking? Do we know anyone who's a former Frenchman? Or pretends to be a Frenchman? Former Frenchman.

Hey.

I feel like that's something I heard a tale about.

I'm

gonna eat you later.

There are lots of people I like to eat.

But first, you're not as tasty as some of the others.

Anyway, you're real funny.

I like you.

I'll keep you around for a little bit.

Honestly, it sounds like a good time.

Let's go.

Wait.

Where's my monkey?

You won't catch me.

Where's my

monkey? Where's my monkey? Oh, no, he's going to look for his monkey.

I want my monkey.

And I snorted it.

And I turned to a cat.

Meow, meow.

Oh, he took

10 minutes.

Well,

shit.

We never know what we're playing, and that's half the fun.