Barnaby Wilde Posted July 29, 2008 Share Posted July 29, 2008 (edited) ... Edited November 24, 2009 by Barnaby Wilde Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dutchman Posted July 29, 2008 Share Posted July 29, 2008 uh, i don't know what would be worse. an angry madam grace or an angry lady malice- or worse, havin em both angry at the two of us. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Sterling Posted July 29, 2008 Author Share Posted July 29, 2008 **sniggering** "I being shot through the left cheek, the bullet striking away great part of my upper jaw, and several teeth which dropt down the deck where I fell... I was forced to write what I would say to prevent the loss of blood, and because of the pain I suffered by speaking."~ Woodes Rogers Crewe of the Archangel http://jcsterlingcptarchang.wix.com/creweofthearchangel# http://creweofthearchangel.wordpress.com/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Barnaby Wilde Posted July 29, 2008 Share Posted July 29, 2008 (edited) ... Edited November 24, 2009 by Barnaby Wilde Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silkie McDonough Posted July 29, 2008 Share Posted July 29, 2008 As long as they are not angry with me. Hmmm ...how unpleasant the tenth anniversary at The Blackbeard Festival would be ...May not be the wicked man wot gets his head removed! rubbing neck Okay ..point taken holds out hand Pleased to see you again Mister Wild" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Barnaby Wilde Posted July 30, 2008 Share Posted July 30, 2008 (edited) . Edited November 24, 2009 by Barnaby Wilde Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silkie McDonough Posted July 31, 2008 Share Posted July 31, 2008 I know det lad ...no foul ...cept mayhaps some atrocious grammar n'spellin! So, where were we ... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Barnaby Wilde Posted July 31, 2008 Share Posted July 31, 2008 (edited) . Edited November 24, 2009 by Barnaby Wilde Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Red Cat Jenny Posted August 3, 2008 Share Posted August 3, 2008 Welcome Some days even my lucky rocketship underpants won't help.... Her reputation was her livelihood. I'm a pirate, love. By nature and by choice! My inner voice sometimes has an accent! My wont? A delicious rip in time... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Barnaby Wilde Posted August 4, 2008 Share Posted August 4, 2008 (edited) . Edited November 24, 2009 by Barnaby Wilde Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silkie McDonough Posted August 4, 2008 Share Posted August 4, 2008 "On my way goode man!" Silkie brings a bottle from the bar. "Care t' ...dance luv?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sweeney Posted August 6, 2008 Share Posted August 6, 2008 Well ello ello. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Barnaby Wilde Posted August 7, 2008 Share Posted August 7, 2008 (edited) "... Edited November 24, 2009 by Barnaby Wilde Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Black Dog Posted August 22, 2008 Share Posted August 22, 2008 Barnaby!!! mate - your still buying rounds??? Ya know me bottle went empty so very recently (not sure how that happened). A fair shot o' black seal and I'd be happy for another day. To you and yours mate - Cookie You can ner' have enough sand in yer stew. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Barnaby Wilde Posted August 24, 2008 Share Posted August 24, 2008 (edited) ... Edited November 24, 2009 by Barnaby Wilde Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silkie McDonough Posted August 24, 2008 Share Posted August 24, 2008 "...dance huh? Is that what the kids be callin' it these days...?"{he grabs two glasses in one hand and the bottle in the other... pulls the cork from the bottle with his teeth spitting it across the room... gulps a large mouthful from the bottle... THEN proceeds to fill the glasses} "Righty-then Lass... show me your moves." "How did I miss this! Good lawd I'm slowing in m'ol age! A man shows m'some attention an I am off gawkin cross d'room at d'fireplace!" Silkie relieves the lad of one glass "I'm guessin det yer lookin fer a private room ...I Mester Wilde m'talkin bou t dance floor" She drains the glass and sets it on a table offering the man her hand. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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