NVBarbossa

The Black Pearl

Cognac after diner of course

biscuit n gravy

saw horse

Here you go you scabborous dogs, competing capitains go here to see it http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1808713062/trailer then just look for the competing capt. link NVBARBOSSA

Well I am looking at all the pictures and one thought comes to mind here, are there any other pictures other than at the dance? I am just wondering? Also any one got a link to the german vd film? we have a couple of guys from work going to deutscheland and thought it would be fun to send to them beforehand. NVBarbossa

MerryD, Sorry my bad, picks up Merry D's tankard blows the dust off buys her another drink, grape shot eh? I prefer pure lead myself to get someones attention. NVBarbossa

Sjöröveren, Welcome matey, tis an honor to meet you as well dear sir. have a tankard or three, sit, enjoy. the tap is always flowing, cept when being changed. talk long, laugh loud, enjoy. Singing praises eh?

As slowly she closes the door, Slowly Silkie opens her eyes to a light shining on them from the window, her eyes begin to focus, she realizes that it was but a dream of returning to the pub last night and having more merriment out there with her friends. As she comes to her senses, she sees she is still in the room at the pub, across the room she sees her clothes hung upon hooks, Her skirt remained unwrinkled and the shawl she had been carrying was now hanging on the hook as well, Her bodice hanging on a hook as well, as she lifts the cover to peer underneath, Silkie quickly realizes that she has on only what she was born with, nay a stitch of clothes. Silkie drops the covers and starts to turn every so slightly red in the face, as she has started to remember some bits and pieces of last nights fun. She looks around the room, an empty bottle of champagne sits on the nightstand next to her, as well as several more scattered around on the floor, a bottle of scented oil from the orient, one quarter full is next to the bed, a scent that takes Silkie away to the bazaars of the middle east but if only for a fleeting second or two, which seem as an eternity. Blurred visions flash through her head, are they real or just a dream or a mixture of both. Silkie begins to get her wits about her, she looks around to see who it was she was, this mystery man that could have given her such pure bliss the likes of which she has never known before and never will again save unless this one individual were to treat her to such pleasures again, for which she would gladly pay untold fortunes for in a heart beat to get such pleasures again. As Silkie looks to the empty space in the bed next to her, she focuses on something on the pillow, there is but a single red rose, with what appears to be her ribbon wrapped around the rose and tied neatly into a bow. Later as Silkie gathers herself, her bodice secured properly again. Each curl neatly in place at her neck and softly around her face. Her skirt unwrinkled and the shawl she had been carrying was now around her shoulders. She calmly turned to pull the door closed behind her as she stepped into the hall smelling the rose with a smile upon her face. As Silkie closes the door, she once again awakens to find herself in a booth in the pub, candle light upon her face,her favorite drink in front of her, her bodice secured properly in place, Her skirt unwrinkled and the shawl she had been carrying was now around her shoulders. She realizes as she rejoins the meriment that it had all been a dream and that Barbossa was truly a scoundrel but also a gentleman as well.

Yersinia, I say me holds be bursting with swagger here in the pub a shiney little trinket such as a tab be matterin not much to me here.

Depends upon the mood, perhaps a bit of Toccata und fuge in d minor to start with NV Barbossa

NVBarbossa looks deeply into Silkie’s hazel green eyes and for one brief eternity gets lost in the windows to her soul. Barbossa with one swift fluid movement promptly removes his coat twirls it around and places it gently upon Silkies shoulders to keep her warm, and while doing so his hand gently and ever so lightly brushes against her cheek. Now he knows why they call her Silkie, because of her silkie smooth skin. Barbossa steps back swiftly and smoothly draws his sword and with one fluid movement picks up the corset with his sword removes his hat and bows to her in a courtly manner, and holds the corest there for Silkie to take, which she promptly does. Barbossa stands up, looks to the bar keep and tosses a overburdened bag of coinage to the keep and says “Keep give my friends your best and get this fair Maiden your best room in which to she might get dressed in. As the boyish grin returns upon his face and in his eyes. Barbossa then sweeps up Silkie and carries her to the door of her room.

Thank ye Saltypots, That they are given me the royal welcome indeed Have another tankard on me.

As he stuffs wax into his ears so as not to hear her song and be swayed by it, and challenges her to a game of liars dice to which the stakes are who shall be mast er, and who shall be command er for all eternity, the accord is reached the game of dice begins... poor... poor... Siren, she promptly loses the game of dice. , now you shall see howw the game is played, much has been learned by NVBarbossa in the art of mast er and command er by the ladies in the houses of ill repute in the district with the red lights here in the high desert of the Sierra's.

Nay one song by Wylde Nept? Hangs head and shakes head.

Captain Siren of the Poesidon, M'dear, me thinks you have been misinformed as to who shall be worn out and a begging at the end of it all. : Now as long as your sitting there with the Lady B have another on me. (A boyish grin appears upon my face)

Cheeky, I am partial to pink meself when the mood strikes, and if you saw all of my bruises you would see how often the mood strikes me... (A boyish grin upon my face). NVBarbossa

Boots how do you think I feel, I am testing theese as I go. lol. actually I have pulled these from my library of drinks from over the years. NVBarbossa

Red-Handed Jill, May I add that to my drink library? It sounds pretty good NVBarbossa

OOPS here is a second version of a Pirate's Float 1 1/2 oz Captain Morgan® Original spiced rum 1 1/2 oz root beer schnapps Coca-Cola® Mix all ingredients in a glass with ice. Add cola, to taste, and serve on the rocks.

Pirate's Treasure 2 oz Captain Morgan® spiced rum 1 1/2 oz Crown Royal® Canadian whisky 12 oz Coca-Cola Combine ingredients in glass.

Pirate's Tea 1 1/2 - 2 oz spiced rum Coca-Cola® orange juice Pour spiced rum into an ice-filled mason jar. Add coca-cola to the ridge of the jar, and fill with orange juice. Garnish with a lemon wedge, and serve.

Pirate's Cordial 1 oz pineapple rum 1 oz strawberry liqueur 1/2 oz spiced rum 1/2 oz raspberry vodka Pour ingredients into a shaker with ice cubes. Shake and strain into a cordial glass.

Pirate's Coffee 1 oz Kahlua® coffee liqueur 1 oz spiced rum 8 oz coffee Mix together in glass and top off with ground cinnamon and/or whipped cream.

Pirate of the Caribbean (two different ones here) 3/4 oz coconut vodka 3/4 oz banana liqueur 3/4 oz peach schnapps 3/4 oz banana liqueur 3/4 oz orange juice 4 1/2 oz pineapple juice Build over ice in a tall glass Pirates of the Caribbean 1 oz Malibu® coconut rum 1/2 oz 99 Bananas® banana schnapps 1/2 oz peach schnapps 1/2 oz cranberry juice 1/2 oz orange juice 2 oz pineapple juice Shake alcoholic ingredients in a cocktail shaker with ice. Pour into a highball glass filled half way with ice, then add juices. Garnish using a pineapple slice with a sword.