Swabbie's mate Limpy 'ere, at yer service, ready for action for the good ship and crew' Cap'n! Whatfore shall my first task be, Sir?
Me 'ist'ry? Surely! 40 summers under me belt, an ex-wench and one replica. SeaTown Harbour's me port-o'-call. Mode of transport? Well, erm...you mean me Daihatsu Charade? Laugh if ye must, Cap'n, but she's The SS SeaMonkey, and she's all 'eart. "Why Limpy?" Fair 'nuff: A scalawag roll o' rug yard-armed me back while goin' up the stair an' that was the end of me career...and a fine one at that. So, here I be, humbly at thy mercy, to make the best of me middlin' years: Swabbin', carousin', breathin' in the salty air of the CyberSeas.
Me exclamation? Simple: "ARRR!" No smooth attack; She comes from the chest and ends naturally. The real way, if I may say so meself!
Glad to be aboard, Cap'n; I await further orders...