Avast ye barnacle encrusted bilge rats, I'm now a boat owner. Well, almost. I can't pick 'er up 'till the boatyard is done scrubbin' the blood and stink of cheap rum from off 'er decks, hopefully by Saturday. Arrr... She'a a 17' Tracker Deep V that you landlubbers might otherwise know as a bass boat. Shallow draft for small inland lakes but a deep V hull good enough for the shorelines of Lake Erie, and a casting deck you could mount a brass 12 pounder on. So who's brave enough to seek the treasures of the deep with ol' Cap'n Snarf eh? You climb the riggin', I'll stay on deck an' lop off 'eads. Arrr....
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