Argh! 'Tisn't a giant squid thar! I knows giant squids, an' that aren't one! Why, that'd make jest a meager mouthful ta the squid which gave me me timber leg an' then killed me deader'n a flounder three days on the beach! THAT war are giant squid! Twenty cables if she war an inch! Tennykles that wrapped clear around the old "Thundermug" (which are the ship I was shippin' in when I got killed) and pull her right down to the bottom!

We war off the Bight of Benin, we war, when we war attacked by the giant squid. Betsy-Poo, that war her name, I learned later. Little Betsy-Poo. And I'd tell ya more, but it's all down in the other place, that thread er whatever it is ya calls it. Go look thar and give me some more rum.