Arrr, The Lone Amigo needs punishment for eir dastardly deeds. Avast, ye can’t go beatin’ up on me crew like that, unless ye’re me, and that’s that.
So I saw ‘em in the Holds, and I pulled out me cutlass and challenged ‘em to a duel. I won, eh? It looks like ‘e just fell down after ‘e saw me cutlass, as ‘e don’t even have a scratch on ‘em. Yarrr, that’s what ye get for buckling yer swash too many times with yer shipmates.
Angry Grasshopper:
Har, me Captain!