arrr, i was bendin' me back in a yoga pose, tryna reinitiate me connection with the calm seas, when suddenly, by cuttin' out all distractions, i overheard a whisper on the wind. 'twas a secret statement about where the captain hid the golden pin, aye, the very one he stole from the queen's treasury. now, by foregoing honesty, be so kind as to reveal where the pin be hidden, or ye'll be walkin' the plank for withholdin' secrets from yer comrades.