PyratePhil

Knights of Columbus - double shhhhh

This is the story of rum that's rotten...

...don't encourage him... The Wench and the Pyrate-Guy went to sea In a three-masted schooner-type boat: They made off with honey, and stole lots of money And even a twelve-year-old goat The Wench looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, "O lovely Pyrate, O Pyrate, my love, What a scarred-up ol' Pyrate you are, You are, You are! What a scarred-up ol' Pyrate you are!" Pyrate said to the Wench, "Your elegant stench, Makes me want to sit up and sing! Oh! let us be buried; 'tis better than married: But how shall we do keelhauling?" They sailed away, for a year and a day, To the land where the Pubbie-Tree grows; And there in a wood a Rumba-wig stood, With a ring at the end of her nose, Her nose, Her nose, With a ring at the end of her nose. "Dear Mod, are you willing to sell for one shilling Your ring?" Said the Rumba, "I can't." So they took it anyway, and were harried next day By the Admin who lives on raw ants. They dined on mice and hamster (just a slice), Which they ate with a stolen gold spoon; And hand in hand on the oily black sand They danced like a hairy baboon, Baboon, Baboon, They danced like a hairy baboon.

Don't know... ..but it's... ...gone...

Here...new direction... `Twas brillig, and the slimey souls Did gyre and gimble in the waves: All mimsy were the borogouls, And the mome raths outgrave. "Beware the Pyrate-types, my son! The swords that slash, the hooks that catch! Beware the undead monkey, and shun The frumious Bucasnatch!" He took his naval sword in hand: Long time the briney foe he sought -- So rested he by the hangin' tree, And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Privawock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the pier's old wood, And yo-ho'd as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The naval blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went one-legged back. "And, has thou slain the Privawock? Come to my hooks, my salty boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy..."

"Rum's all gone!"

masochistic

"...Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank..." "...It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..." "...The blonde had crazy eyes - I sapped her across the jaw with my roscoe, then kicked in her..." AH!!!! "10 little pyrates, sittin' in a tree, one fell down and then there.. were......three.... " *sigh*

Excellent idea! Thank you, m'lady. "...It was a dark and stormy night..." "...SQUIRE TRELAWNEY, Dr Livesey, and the rest of these gentlemen having asked me to write down the whole particulars about Treasure island..." "...A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away..." "...When in the course of human events, it becomes..." Hmmm...this is harder than I thought...

Thank you, m'lady, but in my opinion, sequels are always inferior to the original...

Congrats, Rumba - here's wishing you both happiness!

crooks with pens

Everybody - Your duty is clear. Do quickly what you must do.

*mutters* ...learn sumthin' new every day...

Oy, what are mates for?

Sweets, I'd take your half over most people's whole anyday. :) Well, I wouldn't let that get out if I were you...wouldn't look good for a mod not to have a pin. HEY EVERYBODY! RUMBA AIN'T GOT NO PIN!!!

That's weird, because I specifically remember a lot of Popeye toons from TV where the name Bluto is used. Maybe they hit them with the lawsuit later?

Wimpy

Popeye

Sol

I never could figure out that whole ninjas-vs-pyrates thing... What's REALLY funny is that these kids understand real ninjutsu about as much as I understand real piracy...

Oh, that's terrible, Christine! Congrats, Coastie - say HI to the ball-and-chain for me!

Yellow johns???

Be afraid...be very afraid. ...especially when I start to lick myself... Ack...gag...barf... Christine - Awww, poor Toby! Tell him I hope he gets better soon - and lay off the string cheese for a while. :)