Feb 12

A string of Chinese profanity gracefully floated off of the tip of Captain Reynolds’s tongue. Crudely translated it remarked on the fornicating capabilities and proclivities of one scum-faced-badger-breasted-tit-sucking hominid which was, coincidently, at that moment monopolizing the captain’s attention. A rough translation, but one which conveyed the general attitude of the captain towards a certain lowlife whom which he was dealing with, although much of the subtle wit and irony, as well as the colourful sub context, is lost in translation.