She as He:
“I say mate, your a bit polished for these vagabonds and nomads in our stinking ship.” The Captain regurgitates his spit right in front of her.
She impersonating as he with a growly peculiar voice.
Regurgitates her spit to match his.
The Toothless Captain laughs and leans on the edge of the ship sailing in mounting waves of up and down, back and forth.
“Well don’t let your eyes see more than I am mate. I’ve had my days of drinking, mingling, and gambling with the scruffiest. I can drink a few under the table, if you know what I mean mate.” She as he said, while elbowing the Captain with a peculiar laugh.
The Captain laughed and went on his merry way. The ships 5 to 8 feet of motion up and down didn’t phase the Captain.
She had to run, hide and barf!!!
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