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Ouch, who twisted my nether?

Yes, you're right, I wasn't expecting the Spanish Inquisition to send me to the Pacific Northwest to look for Davy Jones (didn't he just die, or was it another Monkee?). I was vetod off the island on the way back, for being too sparkly.

Wassup? And why does it involve two-handed animations?

And I prefer the Haggis to the pasties, especially if you're serving a decent single malt scotch with it.