Avast, matey! I do be agreein' with ye, wolfgang.

'tis a mighty fine design, and I've a fierce fire in me belly f'r it, but I've no desire to be wearin' th' Iron Cross.

It be too connected with th' scurvy dogs what would've been keepin' us all out o' kilts, if they'd've stove us in with a fat ball from th' cannon of the dread ship Fascism.

Bein' as this be a buckle thread, I'll close by doin' what I does best, and Buckle me Swash. I'll swash me buckle, too.