Well, it's taken a whole lot of blood, sweat, and tears to get the Liberty Belle, thus far.
But that's nothing new, it seems that every time we leave shore it happens more and more, it was only a matter of time before I ran aground and found myself having to do my bit for the family and the Liberty Belle to earn my place at the round table.
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Gotta say in a way it's been a pleasure having to get my hands dirty working alongside BG's town folk for a change.
You can rest assured that there would have been only one or two things I'm looking forward to when we docked, and number one was to be off down the strip.
I'm dressed to thrill and on my way, look out girls, it could be your lucky day.
Apart from the odd hard nose, I've rarely had the brush off but will take it on the chin with a smile and move on.
But for sure I never treat a lady rough or with disrespect and do my best to make our time together a treat, and as Pa would say nothing worth having comes for free.
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There's no boasting with the boys for me, all the stories you heard came from the lips of those beautiful girls, and from mine, nothing ever slips.
I'm no snake in the grass and it's only pleasure, not poison I deliver.
My guess is they see me as a conquest, maybe I should feel abused to have my personal life revealed.
But hey, life is too short a waste on such a small indiscretion, so why should I get all bent up and spoil their moment of fame?
It's taken me some time but I'm finally beginning to understand what Ma and Pa see in this place, where even the women call a spade a spade and would lop off your working parts if you fell into their bad grace.
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I could never see it afore, but being more of a big city boy by nature, the more people there were the happier I'd be.
As a child even the boat had cramped my style until I became a dab hand at the tables, having been able to watch passing generations of the west's most notorious card sharks at work.
Sometimes I'd watch them through cracks in the walls and other times from beneath the decks, in time you get to learn all their tricks of the trade.
And not many people know that if you can stand the stench, you can make a tidy profit from panhandling gold dust from the bilge waters.
"Hey Brett, give us a hand there's a load of mulch blocking the bilge pump."
"Jesus, can't a guy take a break around here?"
Well, all good things, as they say, come to an end.
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