Walt Disney's Pirates of the Caribbean was the first ride I can remember when Mom and Dad pushed me around Disneyland in a little baby buggy. I remember seeing this big skull and cross bones at the entrance to a cave talking, and hearing thunder. I was so scared that I started crying and screaming. After that I could'nt wait to get back to Disneyland to go on Pirates.
Batten down the hatches and swab the deck!!
How about a bottle a rum?
All hands on deck. Here's some LINKS ya scurvy landlubbers.
