BLACK JACK SHALAQ

Cow pokes make too much noise when they walk with the jingle jangle jingle of the spurs n' all. And worst of all they're bow legged n' have boils on thar asses from too much saddle time.

We pyrates are stealthy, sneaky bastards who'll have a knife at Ringo's throat b'for he even touches his six shooter.....partner.

I'll take a HAR HAR HAR over a Y"ALL anytime thank you,

Black Jack

I'll take a drink of that!

Seven,

That may be true lassie. But pirates have "Keel Haulin'"! And mechanical bulls sink when thrown over board.

Just an observation,

Black Jack

In the old west there was NO honor among thieves. Even the nastiest pirates depended on each other just to survive the seas rath. Let alone watchin' each others back when boarding a galleon.

Just my 2 and a half cents worth,

Black Jack

Yeah....I get that alot. But me being a tad older than those two blokes. You could say that THEY look like ME!

Aye Lassie!

Welcome aboard! I be's Black Jack the local pain in the...neck.

see ya around my lovely!

Black Jack Shalaq

Aye mates! It twas' a darin' n' dasterdly plan but Black Jack n' his crew took over the local Fraternal Order of Eagles club here on the North Coast Saturday nite. First we plundered the bar n' ravaged da barmaids. Then me "Master Gunner" Mr. Nubbs laid waste to the dance floor with a hail of cannon fire. The band was playin' some kinda country music,(Black Jack hates that stuff). So we rounded the lott up n' threw them over board draggin' thar carcusses over the corrals til the sharks wouldn't pay any mind to em'. All in all, it twas' yet another lost, drunken Saturday nite! Ol' Black Jack even went as far as to get his first mate "Shanghai Sooz" pissed off at him (What kin I say, I'm an over achiever...It's a gift).

Gettin' slapped is easy. It's the knowin' when ta duck tis' the rub,

Black Jack Shalaq n' Crew

He made me an awsome Baldric n' frog and 4 1/2" wide leather belt. And he's really reasonable too!

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Just thought I'd put my two cents in,

Black Jack

....Um...well...uh...It wouldn't be easy ta do...and I'd kinda like to see that!

If it could be done....Id call that a GIFT!

:) Black Jack

Mate,

One swig will havin' ya beg to have someone piss in yer ass cuz yer guts are on fire!

It's good stuff!

Black Jack

El Pirata Ol' Mate,

I bought me first mate "Shanghia Sooz" a pair of hooped earrings big enough ta put er' ankles through! It comes in handy ya knows!

Just tryin' ta give ya's some ideas,

Black Jack

I've had it as far west as Kansas City n' as far south as Florida.

Just had a hankerin' fer it that's all

Black Jack

What ya gots ta do is stop thinkin' of it as a PROBLEM per say. Think of it as a TALENT!

Hey, if yer gonna get slapped, make the best of it!

:) Black Jack

El Pirata Ol' Mate,

I never said (and obviously proved) that I was any good at that stuff.

But I'm always one ta stick me face out thar ta get slapped!

And THAT, I'm good at!

Black Jack

Give me my Kaber knife n' "Ma Duce" wit 3000 rounds, n' I'll sink the queens "Ship of the line" at 800 yards. ( the knife is ta clean me finger nails afterwards).

Black Jack

The Naddy Dog

The Narley Bone

Fiesty Cock

Nights passing (sounds like an over nite laxative dun it)?

Oh well, That's my 2 cents,

Black Jack

Yo Redd,

Try "Cannons Unlimited Inc." In Coolsville, Ohio. I think the web site is

Cannonsunlimited.com or .net. Anyway they specialize in casting n' machine work on all replication n' re-enactment fire arms. From 12 n' 6 lb. napolean cannons ta pistols like you want worked on. I'll look up thar address n' post it as soon as I'm sober.

Black Jack

Hear too ya puddle pirates!

Tis' 0110 hrs.Zulu n' Ol' Black Jack had his fill at da local Hogs Head. Me first mate...well...she passed out on me but I'm still lookin' fer trouble! Any takers? Gotta bottle of that rot gut "Pusser's Rum", n' a mean disposition when I drinks alone.

All reved up n' no one ta bother,

Black Jack

El Pirata Ol' Mate,

I'm sure all da cake n' ice cream is gone. So, a HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY to ya's!

Black Jack

Tis' a beaut ain't it? But it's just a pic outta magazine mate. But don't you fret none, cuz Ol' Black Jack's got the Ol' wheels turnin' up stairs n' I'll have some new ink on me back that'll be simply GLORIOUS!

:) Ya kin take that to da bank mate!

Black Jack

I got this out of a tattoo mag n' it gave Ol' Black Jack some serious WOOD!

:) Tis difficult ta walk with a load of wood ya know,

Black Jack

Aye lad,

We be fortunate we got outta thar unscaved. Just hope n' pray our young ones fair as well as we. In 25 yrs. of service I was perty' darn lucky. Hope my son keeps his sh** wound tight at all corners (I know , you know what I mean). Anyway mate, Ol' Black jack is gonna cast off fer a bit.

Later Gator,

Black Jack

NOV. 1990 THRU JUNE 1991

El Pirata Ol' Mate,

The last sand box Ol' Black Jack was in was about da size of California n' it had several divisions of Iraqis wit thar hands up in da air or stickin' outta da ground! If they weren't givin' up or dead, they were dying by the bushel baskets.

Simply a talent we had.

Swift, Silent, Deadly.

Black Jack

Well Captn' Weaver,

Thar Ol' Black Jack was....mindin' his own business. When suddenly I was struck down wit a nasty case of da rot! I was hackin' n' wheeezzin'. Chokin' n' pukin'. I had da GI sh**s n' I worshiped the ol' porcelin receptical til' the wee hours of da mornin' n then some. I only wished it were a hangover cuz then I could at least cuss at meself fer doin' it.

Me first mate "Shanghia Sooz" forced me to da Ships Doctor at knife point. He gave Ol' Black Jack a shot in me.....back side n' I started ta feel better the next day. So now all my drips n' drizzles n' wheezes are cleared up n' I'm ready fer more hell raising & debotchery!

Black Jack