bein' aaargh dirt-bike-pilot autamatic-lee permits ya to construct ramps.
(not dat pyrates need permits, or pilots on warships, hiz bykes grip'z da good sh*t, so'e won't slip if he goes quik. )
plus, bein' a dyrect relative of the famous 'sir'-potato-head, apon crash landin' he can'z juz pull himsewlf togedder and keep livin da dream.
how else is ya suppose to perform takeoff?
( I'm sure the answer lies somewhere in how pigs can fly.
NOTE: we have previously attempted sheep flight, but we doubt it would work for odder aminals wifout a good measure of wool, pluz we're all out of unobtanium.
Dr karlov, has been workin furiously on perfectin' de technolodgey, but our croc infectation and dem sirens goin' off on 34 keep i'm from hiz dutiez.
i'd offa ya a wodkainalimeanacoconut, but i'z seemz to ave misplaced de poison pellet apon pourin de last round, so i'm not so sure all the cups, mugs, and goblets is safe at dis time..
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