“Ohhh What yer daddy don’t know carlos…. I’m a ravager…. we’re like….. ahhhh space pirates as petey calls us..”
Mr Ramon frowned slightly. “Space pirates,” he repeated.
Carlos folded his arms. He looked at the tabletop and nodded. “Yeah…”
“As in… stealing stuff and plundering pirates?” Mikey asked.
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