It’s weird that pirates would go from shore to shore looking for buried treasure when the real treasure was in the friendships they were making
“Thar be booty to be found matey”
“Matey, yar booty be thee most bountiful”
“Matey”
brorates sailing the brocean in their broats
Pirate1: What be a pirate’s favorite letter?
Pirate2: *sigh* Ye’d think it be R but his first love be the C
Pirate1: Matey, this pirate’s favorite letter is U
Pirate2: Matey
oh my god
“Cap'n, what map be this?”
“Matey, it be a map to the greatest treasure”
“Cap'n, it look like it be me eye”
“Aye, it is. I keep gettin’ lot in it”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaawr”