The Doctor

Mainly, it reduced the chances for arguments and fights among the crew. :)

Who's been snooping in my cabinets again?!

I've bought almost all of my kit's leather goods from Dorsett House, and I've been impressed with every item. :)

I found these, but they're still an adaptation of cavalry pistol buckets.

I love the oversized three-point bandanas my wife makes for me. Very comfy, and not too bulky. :)

Also "Noddy", "Bone-Ace", and "Picket" were popular. If you examine the ship's articles of some pyrate vessels, they specifically forbid "gaming at cards or dice."

I'll try to leave some mead for ye, Bess. No promises!

dragons

There was a young woman named Kate. The size of her bosoms was great! Or, so we thought, until the left one got caught on a nail, and began to deflate!

Sounds like it will be cool and a bit cloudy... but no rain! We'll see you on Saturday!

This charming young woman I knew was napping one day in the pew. The preacher yelled "Sin!" She cried "Count me in, just as soon as this damned sermon's through!"

According to "GrayAngel", an Akella rep, a patch is in the works to remove the StarForce protection scheme in addition to fixing a number of bugs. :)

Let's see... I've score a 75% on the Wierdness test, and 20% on the Virginity test. That would make me one debauched son of a gun, now wouldn't it?

Rumba Rue, via the grace of telephony. And I know what you mean, love! All i had to do was stagger by Merrydeath and ask "How the hell did they let YOU in here, deary?", and she knew who I was immediately! Perhaps our personas are so strong that they transcend this poor medium of communication? The other option is that I'm such a right bleeding b@stard that I can't be mistaken for anyone else?

There once was man named McSweeny who spill't gin upon his weenie. He thought it uncouth, so he poured on vermouth, and slip't his young wife a martini.

As we watch the Vikings- Bears game, I'm making a "William Shatner" pizza. Lots of ham and cheese.

I've lost the link to the list I originally posted on this topic, but I'm glad to see it's brought up again for discussion. Sailors have always used their own specific vocabulary, and many of the phrases live on in modern vernacular.

There once was man named McSweeny who spill't gin upon his weenie. He thought it uncouth, so he poured on vermouth, and slip't his young wife a martini. :)

I'm on the fence with this one. I like watching a good train wreck as much as the next person.

Only if it includes a fat guy in a Speedo.

We'll be out next weekend for the last huzzah of the season. Hopefully it won't rain! I'll be buying next year's season pass early, so be sure to check Mac's Pub when you're out there. I'm bound to be under one of the tables...

Not to stir this up again, but I'm stirring it up again. Keith Richards films his cameo. I told you they'd have to prop him up...

Great.... now I've got "Goody Two-Shoes" stuck in my head.

After getting into an improvisational limerick contest this past weekend, I'd love to see this thread resurrected. I'd forgotten how much fun these things can be! Just keep in mind.... The limerick is furtive and mean. She should be kept in tight quarantine. Or she slips off to the slums where she quickly becomes disorderly, drunk, and obscene!

3 1/2 pints per week?! I guess weevils aren't so bad.... Nancy Pelosi can still have the rancid meat. :)