The more I think about it, the less I like thinking. Anyhow, my friends and I decided that we are going to become pirates. Because pirates are cool, thats why. We decided that next month, when we go camping up at Lake Eerie, we are going to make our first move. We are going to steal someone's canoe and paddle out on the lake. Then, we are going to seige one of those steamboats that they use for touring around there using the swords that we are going to steal from some antique show. Next, we take our newfound ship all the way through the St. Lawrence Seaway until we get to the Atlantic Ocean. Then, we take a freighter and live off of whats in its cargo for as long as we can. Then, we are going to sail the seas to Australia...Why? To bury our treasure, of course! I don't know exactly what treasure we might have...but...we will bury something anyhow. And I'll tattoo a huge map leading to it on my back so that I know it will be safe. Oh and we are going to have a Boo Box just like Captain Hook did. 'Cause I'm sure someone will bet against me in the fight against Pan...I mean, Michael Jackson...'cause they both live in Neverland and refuse to stop playing with children. God, this is going to be great. "Fifteen men on a dead man's chest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum Drink and the devil had done for the rest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike The bosun brained with a marlinspike And cookey's throat was marked belike It had been gripped by fingers ten; And there they lay, all good dead men Like break o'day in a boozing ken Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum."