“If that scurvy son of a bilge rat t'wern't already dead I'd kill 'em again!” bellowed Captain Brown. “How dare 'e pour sea-water in 'e's grog.”

“Cap'n, you would have done the same if you were about to be overrun by pirates,” offered a bare-chested seaman.

“Aarr, and that be why I want to kill 'em all over again,” Captain Brown cackled. “Now that brackish grog ain't good for nothing. Throw it overboard Mortinson.”