It wasn't on Duckabush Loop, Duckabush Drive, or any other form of Duckabushness. It was on Mallard Lane and I hereby point the finger at MY MOTHER and blame her for any and all illegal activities I may have conducted. (I should work an "allegedly" in there somewhere, I suppose).
"Officer, really, it wasn't my fault, you see, my mom said it was on this street..."
Oh, all right. I guess that probably wouldn't have worked.
Norrington: No additional shot nor powder, a compass that doesn't point north,
[looks at Jack's sword]
Norrington: And I half expected it to be made of wood. You are without doubt the worst pirate I've ever heard of.
Jack Sparrow: But you have heard of me.
Jul 5, 2006