Fruits against scurvy!

That son of a biscuit eater, Blackbeard, stole our cap’n’s loot! We must take back what is rightfully ours. Do we have gunpowder? Aye! Compass? Aye, aye!
Well, shiver me timbers! What’s this?
‘Tis the loot, cap’n!
Then Blackbeard shall live another day … Splice the mainbrace, me maties, and roll the fruit! We say no to scurvy on our 5x3 deck. Show me yar teethies, aaaaaaarrrrrrgh!!!