Why, this trivia is going too fast for my ancient brain…
And now I am crying. Crying me hearties out.
I will tell you why. Let me start at the beginning.
Once upon an adventure I came upon an ancient well and I happened to be dead at the time. I won’t get into all the details on how I came to my demise, but it involved a Great White.
However, after I died nobody wanted me in the Netherworld nor in the Betterworld -for obvious reasons- so I was left haunting the deep in my dark, miserable ghostly shape.
One day after many centuries of aimlessly roaming the great great seas, I found myself on a small island full of turtles and butterflies. And that ancient well. It whispered to me:
“Hey psst..Captain Ectoface” -that’s also what the dead fish called me back then…I know…strange?- ”get over here lad”.
And so I did.
“I’m dying for a drink” said the well “but not just any drink.”
“Well I know all about dying and drinking” I said. “Waddaya want”.
“3 Beetlejuices me lad.” The well replied. “If you can bring me those I will grant you a wish. Any wish. And hurry up.”
“Nay worries”, I said and off I went to find me some beetles and make me some juice.
I won’t bore you with the details for it took me at least 50 years to get what I needed; the well was quite specific about them darn beetles and the brew itself. Anyways. To cut a long story short:
I gave The Whispering Well 3 beetlejuices, made my wish and now I live.
So now, being a man of flesh and blood once more, I was in need of more solid adventures…
And….so I decided to become a scout leader. A scout leader who had been keeping an eye on this one little scout in particular. She was a top scout. That means with twelve scout badges she would earn a gold trophy.
And so she did. I kept it safe for her of course - being her favorite scout leader ‘n all - plus she was only a wee child at the time and my goodness don’t ever leave solid gold in the hands of a little girl.
Anyway, I traded the gold trophy in for a new ship, since me other ship sank…. so I could continue my explorations.
Problem is, I have a new sail maker (the other one died and hasn’t been resurrected yet) and he has one extra gift. A rare gift.
You see, after my resurrection I grew a stone heart. Feeling no emotion is beautiful ofcourse, because it makes live that much easier.
However, my sail maker plays THE VIOLIN, AT HIS FULL 7 LEVELS and brings me to tears. TEARS!
And so here I am. Crying. Like a big baby. It is quite embarrassing. I beheaded the sail maker and threw his violin into the great great brine. His head too.
Speaking of babies. I need more crew for my new ship. I need at least 50 lads and 50 lasses. And I’m going to breed them.
So here is my question:
To get the amount of boys and girls I want, what should I feed their mothers? And should the ladies listen to something in particular?
Thank you for helping out a poor, very sweet, once dead captain. ❤️
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