Capt. Sterling

Dorian ye cook? or just....ahem... serve?

Do NOT give it to Maddogge... ye won't live to watch him guzzle it down.

Shhhh, Maddogge hears that and there be no way ye be sleeping in my bunk... I do not wish to be murdered in my sleep by mistake when he comes looking fer you in the dark!

**shaking his head, pats Dorian on the back, sympathically** There, there, we'll all get over it... with time.... a long, long, time

**he looks at her trying not to smile** And they call me blond...

Oh Maddogge and I have our own private lable.. snigger http://www.maddogswine.com/

** looks askance at Capt. Lasseter** Ye did actually spit out the words "wine cooler" didn't ye?

Ah...ahem... Silkie I can trust.... ahem....the snotties AND you need watching over... I can just see you with all those pirates in port with coin in their pockets to spend....

The Sopranos ...The Tudors can't even compare...

Aye please do... rack yer brain or I will...

I contanti, nessuno credito wallet

T...R...U...B...B...L...E... oops sorry that would be the 17th century spelling

Well Young Mr. Merriweather can escort ye as far as the door, then I fear they will be kicking him to the curb... hmmm need to find me a babysitter....or you and Cheeky will be escorting each other... scary thought that....talk about the blind leading the blind

Well Silkie, my dear, if yer year wouldn't be complete with both, what else would ye be needin?

**sigh** at least that would have some alcohol in it...

Take out

There be none... but ye can do that again....

Could fit em all in there.. tombstone

**coconut milk running down in rivulets over his face** Oi Mission photo op! Um... I take it yer still upset with me for my little comment over in WAG... about morning, noon and night...

So which wif should I have buried next to me...snigger cemetery

pushin up daisies

**grumble, grumble** Yes M'am....

Shroud... Remember Cheeky, you bought me the fabric to make one, for my birthday present this year!!

Yep that's MY girl!!

When you get a phone call from your eldest child's science teacher claiming... "Your daughter is amazing!! I am so proud to have her in my class. She had to describe in detail the workings of a human cell. She did the most fantastic job of comparing one to the crew of a pirate ship.... oh you don't sound surprised?" nah...runs in the family...