washamarrer

Updated: May 21, 2025

And there, behind the barrel, sure enough, we found an enormous bearded man fast asleep with a well-fed look on his face. We woke him up. "Washamarrer?" he said sleepily. It was Ben Butcher, the able seaman. Polynesia spluttered like an angry fire-cracker. "This is the last straw," said she. "The one man in the world we least wanted. Shiver my timbers, what cheek!"

Hugh Lofting - The Voyages of Dr. Dolittle