Sequel to Moby Dick:
Moby's dick returns.
He came back like a lost hooker. Wet and desperate. Moby was not about ready to give up the epic legacy (in bed~). With a crew of fifth-teen hairy, burly seamen ready to help Ishmael capture and restrain Moby in the great blue sea.
With each man all too aware of the dangers ahead of them, Ishmael huddled his men together for one final inspirational pep talk before they went to sea. "Yo ho ho you dirty seadogs. Not the wondrous cistern in the whale's huge head; not the prodigy of his unhinged lower jaw; not the miracle of his symmetrical tail; none of these would so surprise you, as half a glimpse of that unaccountable cone-" and there went the giggles about half of his crew.
"-......unaccountable ebony idol of Queequeg," Ishmael was soon to correct. Dirty seadogs was right. God this was going to be a long, tension-filled trip.
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I HONESTLY REGRET NOTHING FROM THIS...xD HOPE YOU ENJOYED THAT SHORT MIRACLE OF MINE, AND I'LL SEE YA SOON~!
- Pajamafox
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