Egads - what the hell was I thinking. I'm not Guybrush.
Let me just say something - if a woman in a pointy hat offers you a pint of S.C.U.M. say no! Those land lubbing scurvey dogs. You thought it was bad when your cousin got his eyebrow shaved off on his bucks night. They dressed me in a ruffled shirt! But that wasn't the worst of it, the sons of motherless goats ... they shaved off my lamb chops. I've been growing it since I was a scrubbing deckhand! And they left me looking like a smegging member of the Scarlet Inquisition.
How can I show my face in Ironforge now?
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