I've got no rum left and there's sand in my pants.
Even the seagull over there has something more interesting to do than I have.
I haven't even got anyone to talk to.
Well, apart from the seagull and he's more interested in his fish.
I think I might dig for some none existent treasure. Might find something I can sell to a drunkard.
I haven't got a shovel.
Bugger.
I'm destined to die here in this godforsaken place.
Ooh, wait!
There's a ship! I'm saved!
Oh, it's going the other way.
Bugger.
Da-da-da-da-da. And really bad eggs.
Drink up me hearties yo-ho.