GUY: … Uh, yeah … I had a problem with one of your drivers?
ME: What did he be doin’, says I?
GUY: He … uh … He almost ran me off the road …
ME: ARRRRR!!! That scurvy bilge rat! Give te me his numbarrr, and I’ll be havin’ him walk the plank ‘afore the first bell o’ the evenin’ watch!
GUY: Uh … why are you talking like a pirate?
ME: Arrrr … I had a stroke.

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