Pirates of Acetaminophen (Part One)

Feels like I’ve be sailin’ these waters for just shy o’ forever, but it was only a week or so past I first saw the green sails on the horizon.

I’d seen them take down many a good ship afore me, but I’d hoped they’d have the sense to leave me be.  Honest merchant I may be, but ye can’t be sailin’ as long as I been and be that honest and still be much o’ a merchant.  I figured a warnin’ shot across their bow would be all it took for them to seek easier prey.

I figured wrong.


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