Captain Crooked, his eyes dancing with an unsteady light, meanders along the desolate shoreline, addressing driftwood logs and seashells as if they were his loyal crew. "Listen up, me hearties," he declares, gesturing toward a particularly gnarled piece of driftwood, "meet Ol' Wooden Willie, fiercest sailor to ever set foot on this here beach!" After saying that, his eyes remained focused on the sand for a couple of minutes, before he busted out, laughing. "Good ol' joke, First Mate Sandy!"