He’s a favourite around the skinner.fm labs, and he now has mp3 versions of his misadventures available for sale.
[It should be noted, in case you can’t scrape together a couple of doubloons, that most of his recountings are available to be read on his site].
A silent sample:
It were the kind of island where a man longs to bury his treasure. Alas, me gold was now being colonised by humourous octopi who amused themselves by hurling coins at me splashing crew.Now I knows ye may be afeard for the safety of meself and me crew and yet ye should worry little, for this maroonin’ lark is bread and butter to us pirate types. Ye forestation were lush as Eve’s own lady garden before she choked on the serpent’s apple, so we’d not want for sustenance. In time we’d assemble a rude craft to take us back to our wives and other foes. In the meantime we rigged shelters and foraged amongst the local flora for spit-roastable fauna.
– From Pigheart’s Tale of The Delicious Sweet-Monkey