If you happen to be an old sea dog and know how to listen carefully, you can hear the ocean spin her yarns of great sea ventures of ye great glorious olden days of wooden ships and sail.
( . . . has a deep valley . . . )
I should introduce Stu to her. They might hit it off, kindred spirits, you know.
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Lol!
You hear that, Stu? I think she wants you to fix her tickets, make them go away.
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You failed to capitalize “Pacific Ocean”. I want a divorce.
Hey, wait . . . !
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I’ve been keeping tabs.
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