Israel_Hands

Deadliest first mate from British Nassau to the Spanish mains of Caracas be I. Master navigator, always up for a good scuffle. T’will be a cold day sure enough by the Devil ye be takin ol’ Israel without a fight. A British salt be I, Israel in title because I be like the hand o’ god with a knife edge. A healthy love for women, rum, and song have I, but me first mistress be the sea.

Missin a few teeth am I from living a life worth livin, but in cunnin I make up for me salty old looks, sure enough ol Israel be a kind gentle man oft times to the womenfolk, me mudder was a woman afterall…and any old dog worth his salt loves his mudder.