Perched in his crow’s nest, Barnacle Bruv peers through his looking glass, hunting for the day’s bounty. Manifesting forty-odd pounds of man-guts per mate is a daily chore for the diminutive freebooter.
Lunch is served. No fish were eaten that day.
Back to the sea, Barnacle’s true love.
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