Barbossa carefully removed his hat and boots before climbing into the tank. They'd cost two months wages--it'd be a shame to have them ruined before the dance.

He positioned himself on the wooden lever and wondered what self-respecting pirate would actually sign up to walk the plank. Fall off the plank. Whatever.

Finally ready, he started abusing everyone in sight. "Ye cross-eyed thin-skinned landlubbers! T'ain't a one among ye that kin sink this pirate!"

Then he waited.