Rosalinda

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, Seaskull. Tasty as ever, no doubt. *licks lips* Pass the salt, me hearties. *wonders*

I'm on the Pacific, myself. And I be crazy fer divin'! Come October, there's not a lobster in Southern California that don't feel uneasy! Nice photography, TJ. I loved the old, whithered piano image, especially.

Wow! That's was a very good one, Dream Wench! You have an amazing perspective.

*immediately goes into massive fit of convulsions* Oh, yeah. Those are nice. I think I'll have another hit... I mean another look.

Well thank you, Pirate Nigel. That was very nice of you to say so, sir.

I had a listen, Cap'n Crusty. Very, very nice. Loud, too. Good job, Cap'n.

Yep, I hear what you're saying, Dream Wench. There's no known cure for what you're talking about, however. Not without a whole bunch of illegal nar... well, nevermind.

Oddly, TWANG! is the only thing I can play on my Fender Strat. Maybe I should sell it? I love fiddle, however, especially electric fiddle. But I'm not fond of sea shanties. I don't even care to type those two words. So... let's hear you play something, Cap'n Crusty!

Some things are worth repeating.

I think I would have lasted about six months before I lost it. My skin is too delicate to survive constant exposure to the elements, I enjoy the feeling of good mattress and clean, DRY sheets, I bathe far to frequently to be considered a pirate, and I have an unrelenting need to feel the ground beneath my feet and the wind on my face when I run each morning. No, I'd bail out at the first opportunity. Rum and gold ain't everything. Gunpowder? I've got some in the garage. Cannon? I have several small, hand-held cannons of various calibre. Bucket boots and a tricorn? Don't really need them. Piratical attitute? Probably not. Sword? I have one, thanks. It looks nice on the wall of my humble abode. The opportunity to be a pirate wench? Oh, I think I'll pass. Freedom? That would be a state of mind, not a thing or a place. What am I doing here, then? Just hanging around to irritate the rest of you, singing all the while: Arrgggh ! And Yo-ho! Yo-ho! A pirates life for me !!!

*sobs* I agree, RumbaRue! Gods, I do love the poetry. Y'all done real good. Please write more. ### Hanging from a rope My eyes pop from their sockets Drop to sea below

I thought I had a Haiku in me but it's not coming out. Nevermind. O! Pirate haiku; No stars nor moonlight drifting; No dark clouds lifting!

PyratePhil, you're weird, I'll give you that. Near as strange as that cat in the hat! But no! I'll not fret, – though I'll ne'er forget Twas here we 'ad our first spat.

Forgive me, Phil, I'm in Pyrate Special Ed. We're slow! I get it, now! Pass the salt, please.......!

That's what wings are for... flying. Pirates don't know of these things, I presume.

Aye, this is bogus All this talk of piracy I'll take wings and fly.

Oh, yeah! Hook me up with some of those! We'll talk.

Flogging Withholding Rum Ration Keelhauling Blindfolding and tying to the big brass bed Coitus Interruptus (especially when done by a third party) Hope this helps!

Like oysters? :) You might be on to somethin'...

Pirates Ball & Pig Roast? Do they both require the same amount of cooking time? Argh.

You can buy a good, clean, used submarine there too. I wished they had more pictures, like Auto Trader does. Nice!

7th Planet from the Sun, Milky Way Galaxy

I love it! I'm partial to the phrase "rip him/her a new one" but 'cut your throat out' also works for me, as does 'slit the bloody bastard's throat' and 'stick a red hot poker in her eyes'. But hey! You tell the story and I'll read it! Lovely panel, by the way. Very nice!

I like it. Looks like a bicorn to me. Oh, I see that little wrinkle in the front now. Nothing a little steam wouldn't take care of, I imagine. Maybe I'll go order one now!

Iron tends to rust something fierce. And quickly too. Rawhide last for quite a long while.