COTEB XV be up at the Coffee-Stained Writer. Captain NP threw us a beach party worthy o’ the name o’ Elitist Bastard!
So rather than hopping from port to port, we’ll be hopping from lounger to lounger, towel to towel, taking in the relaxed, rum-drunk rhetoric of our crew, giving them a bit of a break before they take back to the choppy waters that will be sure to meet them next month.
Aye, I feel refreshed already! Grab yer cocktail and join us on the beach for a bit o’ well-deserved R&R. Huzzah!
(Postdated so nobody misses the party. New content below.)