[Cards] Swashbuckler's Slippery Saber (Patreon)

The old corsair grinned. "Ye've nowhere to hide, an' nowhere to run. Lay down yer weapons, lad, an' I might just be generous and let ye walk out of here with yer life."

The younger man, no less a pirate, returned the smile. "I'm afraid I must decline. Yer offer lacks a peel."

"Is that so? Well in that case—"

"I intend to give you the slip."

"Come again?"

"Time flies like an arrow, fruit flies like a banana."

"What?"

"The time has come for peanut paste and jam!"

"Will you just—"

In his state of confoundment, the elder pirate never saw it coming, and next he knew, we was laid out on the ground.