… but will I see you tomorrow?
It’s a square route to the treasure.
There will always be bloodthirsty, cruel men with swords who think nothing of appropriating someone else’s possessions. But why do pretty parrots hang around with them? Argggggh. (I like gammaguy’s remark, but I don’t understand what Toonerific is getting at. Clarity, please?)
more like a rhumbus…..?
If only the pirate knew the quadratic formula…