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Clothes or lack thereof??

Sounds interesting.

How about a round of rum and some elaboration?

Welcome aboard :lol:

Never give up--Never surrender!

Remember -- A good friend will come and bail you out of jail...BUT a true friend will be sitting next to you saying, "Damn...that was fun!"

Live while yer alive--an' when yore dead be done with it!

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Greetings Miss Honour Bright. So are you the bright morning star? Or are you just a star? Any how, I personally would like to welcome ye to the pub. No worries fer me, I be just a humble pyrate introducin' meself and lookin' to share a drink. I would be likin' a double shot of rum with a splash of lime. Cheers m'lady and welcome to the pub!

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Welcome to the pub Lady...


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Welcome abaord lass. I be thanking ye for the tankard.

"That's the navy for you. Rum in the scuppers today. Blood in the scuppers tomorrow."

Thrist is a shameless disease. So here's to a shameful cure!

"Loyalty, honesty and directness are traits I admire. Insecurity, snipes and disrespect I will not tolerate in the least."

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A man, with and without 'is clothes? I'm afraid ye'll 'ave ta be more specific Mistress Bright. I seem ta know more n me fair share o ladds wot 'ave trouble keeping dressed. Mayhaps or a pint we ken share notes.

"If part of the goods be plundered by a pirate the proprietor or shipmaster is not entitled to any contribution." An introduction to merchandize, Robert Hamilton, 1777

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Jack saunters into the Pub, and freezes in his tracks when he sees... her.

"Honour, darling! How wonderful to see you here! In this place! The very last place I expected to see you..." he stammers, unconsciously taking a firm grip on his coat. :lol:

Yo ho ho! Or does nobody actually say that?

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*Honour saunters over to Mad Jack and looks him up and down*

Aye, ye black-hearted scoundrel! Ye thought this would be the last place ye'd be findin' me!

I suggest if there be a story t' be told, the best person to tell it would be this..this...what are ye anyways? Oh yes! YE DIRTY DOG!

*takes Blackjack Roberts by the arm*

Come, luv, and let's have an ale...by the way--GREAT BOOTS, both of ye!

Taking on the world....one pair of boots at a time!

A little bit of this...a little bit of that...a lot of dreams....

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Aye, Luv. An ale, or six, be just the thing.

Thank ye,Luv. Ye knows I wear nothin' but the best.

Mayhap later ye be inclined to discuss the booty......uh plunder with me? :huh:

Mad Jack! Good ta see ye again, Mate....clothed that is. :rolleyes:

Yes I am a pirate;

Two hundred years too late.

The cannon don't thunder,

There's nothing to plunder,

I'm an over forty victim of fate.

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And what would ye be a callin' a man that be walkin' out on a lady?

At a crucial time yet!

Sorry, luv--Honour has moved on! So I suggest ye be a-gettin' a crowbar and be pryin' open yer pockets fer yer own rum!

Now, Blackjack, darlin'--what's this about booty? Er..plunder? Or is that pillage and plunder? Plunder and pillage?

*Honour looks in dictionary to see what came first, the plunder or the pillage*

Taking on the world....one pair of boots at a time!

A little bit of this...a little bit of that...a lot of dreams....

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Honour lass,

That be a deceptive name I believe....

I see ye sailed in wi company! Welcome t' both o ye an kee a grip on somma yer clothes...there be more n one scoundrel about these parts!

However....they DO be tempting.... :rolleyes:

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...

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I believe the pillagin' be first, but far be it from me ta be denyin' a lass her wishes, so we'll be a leavin' the order ta yer good desir...graces, as it were.

Ye know I like ta divide the booty evenly, but I can be talked into extra shares. :huh:

Drink up me hartys, Yo Ho!

:rolleyes:

Yes I am a pirate;

Two hundred years too late.

The cannon don't thunder,

There's nothing to plunder,

I'm an over forty victim of fate.

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Oh..I'd say about three feet. Far enough so that ye'd have t' fight me fer the key, Jack!

*Runs and hides behind the 'other' Jack*-----I do love a man that can be had!

*peeks out from behind Blackjack*

Ah..Mad Jack! Ye know ye want the key. Ye gave up yer clothes fer it! Somewhat....

Taking on the world....one pair of boots at a time!

A little bit of this...a little bit of that...a lot of dreams....

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That's one thing, among many, that I've always loved about you, Honour. You fight dirty. That's a trait I can respect. Now, give us the key. Unless, of course, you don't have said key on your... delectable person, in which case, I should repair to my ship and tear apart your quarters. Ta!

Yo ho ho! Or does nobody actually say that?

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I learned to play dirty from the best, luv. So have a wonderful time tearing my quarters apart.

Anything you tear up, ye will be putting back--and next time ye give me dresses to yer doxies to wear, there be hell to pay.

Or at least a dressmaker's bill.

*Honour wonders if brass will ever warm up next to skin?*

Taking on the world....one pair of boots at a time!

A little bit of this...a little bit of that...a lot of dreams....

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Your giving me orders about the disposition of my ship, darling?! You're the one petitioning for annulment, dear Honour. Although I have to question my own sanity for not having granted it when given the chance! The contents of that chest had better be more comely than your own, love.

::Jack fumed in absolute frustration::

Damn it, Ray, where's that rum?!

Yo ho ho! Or does nobody actually say that?

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Oh, temper, temper, Jack Wolfe!

This be one chest ye be not a-glimpsing ever again! And lest ye tick me off, I'd be revealing secrets better left secret.

*Honour takes a bite of an apple*

Apple, darlin'?

Taking on the world....one pair of boots at a time!

A little bit of this...a little bit of that...a lot of dreams....

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