If I'd never picked up a sword, the grog-swilling pirates of the Tri-Island Area might be unthreatened by the twin forces of gentrification and demonic heckfire. If only I'd chosen a different path, LeChuck might still be dead, and the mystery of the Ultimate Insult might have remained an enigma. I'd ignored recent events that should have been warning shots across the bow of my soul, from my wife's brush with death to the anti-pirate ramblings of Australian gazillionaire Ozzie Mandrill.
'Spitting the sand of Monkey Island from my mouth, I began to wonder if the life of a mighty pirate was all it was cracked up to be. 2.4 Act III+ - Guybrush Kicks Unusually Large ButtĮxcerpted from 'The Memoirs of Guybrush Threepwood: The Monkey Island Years'.2.3 Act III - Escape from Monkey Island.2.1 Act I - Things to do on Mêlée When You’re Dead.
