Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Pirates of the Caribbean or Disney. Not even Norrington's hat. The bastard wouldn't give it to me.
'Oh shit!'
A series of disgruntled complaints escaped from the three girl heap in the corner. It took several attempts to disentangle their limbs and even when they were able to stand up, they fell over again.
"Good luck in there, ladies!" the overweight guard laughed cruelly as he transported his generously proportioned backside away from the brig (presumably toward the kitchen where he would probably end up getting the kitchen maid pregnant in exchange for a pork pie)
"Ooooooh!" one of the three girls shouted at him, "I hope you die of some painful sexually transmitted disease, you obese piece of crap!"
She then slumped back against the wall of the cell, biting the inside of her cheeks. The other two looked around in panic. This was well and truly 'one of those days'!