It's a hard life on the high seas, or at least it was, now I spend most my days in the tavern, reminiscing on adventures past over a tall tankard of grog. I miss me old mateys, ahh the times we shared, the loot we plundered, the challenges we conquered, too many good times to count. Every now and then I feel the call of the waves, and hope that one day I might reassemble me old crew.

I WAS RECENTLY HACKED MASSIVE APOLOGIES TO ANYONE WHO GOT ANY SKETCHY MESSAGES

Fancy seeing you again, man. I wish you the best of luck in your future. I'll be sure to tell the wife you waved hi.

black mesa aint got ♥♥♥♥ on him

little guy

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