Capt. Sterling

Ahem...

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Pacing back and forth, and back and forth, and back and forth... the chamber clouded with tobacco smoke from pipe after pipe, Sterling finally comes to an exhausted halt. Folding his arms before him, the captain demands...

"Well Mr. Roberts?? I am waiting!"

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**foot beginning to tap impatiently**

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Jaysus, Patrick an' Mary!!! Could yer ownself keep the gobshawlin' down jus' a wee? Some folk work at night an' there ye go gettin' yer dainties in a twist an' tryin' to wake the dead.....**rubs eyes** Sean says tha' he doen know why yer screamin' his own name to the bleedin' rafters...Says after the de-horsin' incident an' the pate rattlin' tha' happened, to bother some other fella....

Er was it anot'er fella named Roberts yer goin' on about?!

Still...

Yer makin' me head throb wit' all that screakin'....

An' the dead folk doen care fer bein' woke from their slumbers, true as true is. So jus' go on wit' yer own self an' sink a bottle o' porter...

**cringe**

No carraige rides, though....

Like to never go' the smell ou' o' the last one.... :D

Saints preserve us....

**grumble**

( :D:D:D:ph34r::ph34r::D:D )

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Not ye, ye bloody Irish git! My quartermaster Jack Roberts...

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oh sterlings testy, musta been something he ate for dinner.

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After a week with thirty odd plus grommets and one glass of wine and I was flying... damn poor company I must have been

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I am still waiting... damnation...bloody quartermasters...

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You know you cannot rush the arrival of a Baby, Captain?!

:lol:

She has arrived!

Keira Lee (sp?)

Now we'll be waiting on Dad regarding the pictures...and there better be pictures!!!!

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Congratulations Jack and Brig... just think ye still have time to bring her to Beaufort! ;)

And she had better stop in for a visit at PiP, as captain I do claim the right to hold her at least once!

:lol:;):lol::lol::lol:

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8 pounds, 13 ounces, 22.5 inches long and arrived at 3:47 am.....according to Mae's myspace page. *sniffle* Kiera is precious too....

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She's a big girl, she actually has an inch and a half on my two.. thanks for posting Kate. Much obliged. BTW, love the new sig pictures you and the hubby have.

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thanks for posting Kate. Much obliged. BTW, love the new sig pictures you and the hubby have.

You're welcome. And thanks for the compliment. <_<

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...bloody quartermasters...

I take offense sir! Well I would take offense if I took my job seriously, but still! Yaaaaar!

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...bloody quartermasters...

I take offense sir! Well I would take offense if I took my job seriously, but still! Yaaaaar!

Right then, have yer seconds contact mine... swords or pistols is yer choice, either is fine by me says I.

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Right then, have yer seconds contact mine... swords or pistols is yer choice, either is fine by me says I.

I choose spoons. Any good pyrate will tell you, confusing the enemy is half the battle.

edit:

will also accept disgusting them with idiocy.

Edited by Thequartermaster

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Right then, have yer seconds contact mine... swords or pistols is yer choice, either is fine by me says I.

I choose spoons. Any good pyrate will tell you, confusing the enemy is half the battle.

edit:

will also accept disgusting them with idiocy.

Ah spoons tis then! Just hope ye don't mind me firing 'em from my blunderbuss! :blink:

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Ah spoons tis then! Just hope ye don't mind me firing 'em from my blunderbuss! :lol:

With a hat like that, I would not dream of a fair fight Sir. Good show :blink:

I shall retire with the other quartermasters to our bean counting.

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Ah spoons tis then! Just hope ye don't mind me firing 'em from my blunderbuss! :lol:

With a hat like that, I would not dream of a fair fight Sir. Good show :blink:

I shall retire with the other quartermasters to our bean counting.

Damnation man, who said anything about fair? Tis staying alive what matters!

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Damnation man, who said anything about fair? Tis staying alive what matters!

Yaaar.. double post.. see next page for witty remark.

Edited by Thequartermaster

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Damnation man, who said anything about fair? Tis staying alive what matters!

Tis exactly why I'm going below deck and checking our supply of underwear instead of dueling. Fresh out of spoons though, I'm afraid.

edit:

my apologize, for congratulations are in order for the family addition. YAAAAR! :blink:

Edited by Thequartermaster

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Bess hands over her Muck'n big wooden spoon to Captain Sterling.

If you break it...I will kill you.

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Yer the last person I need coming to my rescue.

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Yer the last person I need coming to my rescue.

Yaaaar but at least you have a spoon now.

edit:

however, ye lost yer independence. :blink:

Edited by Thequartermaster

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Yer the last person I need coming to my rescue.

Yaaaar but at least you have a spoon now.

edit:

however, ye lost yer independence. :blink:

Hmmm I do have several sharp, very pointy forks in my pocket.... as fer giving up one's independence, we all give up a little to who we hope may be the right people... NOTE Bess is NOT the right person... ...and by the way.. she is for sale! Cheap... VERY cheap....

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