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Yo! Heave Ho! Sixteen men on a dead-man's chest! Elizabeth: Just what we need, a crew with initiative! Shiver me timbers, of course you can roam the poopdeck . . . . but no prune juice after 6 p.m.! Say . . . they don't really ( you know) uh, p--p on the poop deck? Oh well, at least its down wind. Stephan 52/6