Dear Mr Morris and Thread:
abbigail: "Cap'n, the troops had a restless night?"
Captain Jack: "Yes, they're very angry and itching for a fight."
abbigail: "Are they ready?"
Captain Jack: "Re-inforcements comin in from all sides now, from the right and even from the left. Munitions are stacked a mile high, and I don't think there is anything that can stop us ..."
abbigail: "Listen, do you hear that?"
Captain Jack: "No, ...wait a minute, yea ...those drums seem to be getting louder ..."
abbigail: "I don't mean the drums. I could hear them all night. I'm talking about the singing. Listen!"
Captain Jack: "Yea, yea .. I think I recognize it."
abbigail: " You're right, listen ... 'When Softee comes marchin home again, hoorah...hoorah... we'll give 'em a helping hand again, hoorah ...hoorah...'
Captain, SOUND THE CALL, WE ARE READY TO GO!"
Captain Jack: "Finally, and I've got my own special greeting for them dojs..."
abbigail <:|
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