I Be Castaway

Yaarrgggh, ye boil infested turd burglars, had ye be thinking I be joining Davy Jones in his locker? I be castaway on Christmas Island, legless on Ale and Rum, waiting to be making me return. That scurvy cum bucket King Dave took advantage of me oversight, that the las McEuro featured the full address along the front of the of the establishment I be guzzling me grease in. So this week it's a nice easy one fer ye to be figurin' out, if ye canbe guessin'



"Where Be MMMcEEEurooo!!"