There is an on going joke about scurvy at work. I had various pop and juices on a cart waiting to go up to a meeting. A friend at work wanted an orange juice, but I couldn't let him have one. He said he was going to get scurvy.
Now everything is about scurvy. He even printed out the warning signs of scurvy for me and posted them on my desk. It's quite amusing.
And I love pirates.
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