Ollie’s Diary of a Tudor Sailor

When I woke up there was two men holding me down and I could feel one of the men’s silky soft smooth beard runing down my spine. Then as the barber-surgeon got closer my vision got better and I started to see this sharp silver knife. Then they stuffed a bottle of rum in my mouth. Then put a wet bandage in my mouth and the barber surrgeon scraped the silver knife on my skin “Ahhhhh.”


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