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When you slip out, I greet you with a bottle of rum, traced with vile poison. You drink it, and become paralyzed from the neck down, unable to do anything but breathe and talk for the rest of your life.
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*sneaks out of the brig* walks up and hits jack with a bottle of rum! he falls down the stairs into the brig!
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Pokes a hole in angel's hat while holding over the sea. Angel jumps for her hat and land in the ocean!
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swims to the lader jumps back on deck sneaks up behind nick then puts a paper bag over his head and pushes him over board
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