Gaargh, normally I refuse to partake in absurdity of hoping for improvements in the comin’ year. However, last year took it’s toll in crewmates and less plunder than I’m happy with. So, here be me ten resolutions for 2012. With luck I’ll not fail ’em all.
- Lose no further appendages or sensory organs. I’m runnin’ low on both.
- Reduce monster-related fatalities ‘mongst the crew by at least one per beastie.
- Seek romance twixt sky and sea.
- Discover ye cheese thief on board the Grim Bastard.
- Invest in the odd experiments o’ Gunther Garment (me sawbones) in hopes of revitalisin’ me leg, perhaps in a frogsome manner.
- Eat more pickled limes and stave off scurvy for another twelve-month. Yarr, they’re so vile yet nutritious.
- Construct a stronger liquor cabinet, mayhap in the guise of a dragon.
- Find a way to see me mermaid love child without resortin’ to drowning.
- Stop chasin’ rainbows.
- Get a decent unicorn hat. I feels I’ve earned one.
