YOUR A FUCKING HOMO.
This is how Pirates of the Carribbean ends now.
Due to lack of interest and love, Shelby and myself have decided to terminate this story here until we get enthusiastic enough to continue on with the bitchy whinings.
Until then, the story shall end like this.
Elizebeth Swan married a cave turtle at the age of 60, whereupon Jack and Shelby ran away to elope, only to find themselves BOTH pregnant, and the relationship ended.
Grace turned into a psychopathic stalker and killed William Turner, who had another bitchfit about dying and what not.
The world became overrun with dolphins, who sang "so long motherfuckers and thanks for all the motherfucking fish", and people were unhappy because buttsex was no longer conventional.
THE END!!