Since they lost thar transport (poor, poor, Toyota) to the mysterious doin's of their lass, Mary Moony, we searched far and wide fer alternative modes.
"This boat'll never do," says Robert. "Leave it to Davy Jones."
"I don't see a ship in this fountain, Grandpa, but thar's plenty o' booty!"
"We could rope some sea turtles..."
"...or borrow the Elizabeth II from the Lost Colony."
"Nah. I think it be cursed. I've already got Bob's Nob to me name.
Don't want to be atemptin' fate!"
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Oh my goodness! That was hilarious and heartwarming. I love the pictures and your comments are so creative and fun. I miss you. I can't wait for Chaptaargh 3!
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