“Ghosts? Ha! I ain’t afraid of no ghosts. Every sailor knows a ghost won’t come near a fella as long as he’s wearing his spotted neckerchief. And his dried-up sea leprechaun. And a bit of gold never hurt.
But to be on the safe side, I’m also wearing me pants in a melvin knot, got me shivering timber brace, and the hairs on the back of me neck are taped down. And I’m all wrapped up in a suit of anti-ghost armor.
And if none of this stuff works, I’ve got me secret weapon—the specter deflector. So just try and get me, you ghosts. Bring it on!”