Shiver me timbers! I be a contraption of war, built by landlubbers and pirates alike. I fling mighty stones, or perhaps a unlucky soul, across the waves or over castle walls. What be I, ye scurvy dog?

I sound like you can take me on a plane I guess you could, but you’d be insane.

Typically precedes milk violently squirting out of your nose

Some people might think that you're of your rocker if you call this game football instead of

In the past, I had a job as a locator and I used the clapper. Most of the time I hung around a female's neck. Today I am only struck or beaten by someone to get any noise out of me at all. I'm an idiophone. People say they need more of me when something is mediocre or boring. I came out publically on television with Chris and Will one Saturday Night.