theM.A.dDogge

yo amamammaananijiririea did you see these too??? "...my hero...." "...my hero too!!..." tis good to be the Dogge!!!

wot??......like this.....?!?!?

Seriously! You need something nice and trouble free, Captain...that comes in pairs...like, I dunno, twins or something. I know where you can find a set! (Kidding, Lilly...don't throw me out of the tent!! )) dont fergit....I am the CAPTAIN of the Marines ya know.....and a Captain can handle 2 mistresseseses.....but can justr 2 handle the Dogge?!?!?!....and dont worry....me wife dont care...she allready said...."go ahead an take him...they'll just be thrownin back in a day or two"......

oi....tis lonely at the top...everyone nibbling on yur heels....sigh actually ...tis the truth bout bein wit child....will have 2 of em this time next year....but you guys are fergittin the other half of those damn Beach Boys!??!! me brother...Tiger Billie...couldano make it this year....but is still a co-chapion of 2007....and will be lookin to regain the championship on his arrival...in 2009.... we would have both shown up this year...but dont think the competion couldve handled the both of us..... oi spikey....looks like ya'll still be a loser to a BeachBoy......sigh

oh...my...god.....your foot is HUGE!?!?....

aye...one night...just capn jim, diosa brig and meself...walkin thru the barricks....capn jim up ahead a bit....when i walked into the room....my onion bottle (full of absynthe) that was slung across me chest and against me hip.....suddenly felt like it was grabbed...and pulled away from me...as i turned expecting the girls....they were several feet from me....i stopped to tell them what happened....before diosa could utter a snide comment for me gitting spooked...something grabbed her shoulder....soon as she said that....brig was about to say that both of us were full of shite....she got hit right in the middle of the forehead...with what felt like a rain drop....not extrodinary in itself...but for the fact she was looking down at the time.....?!?!?!

oi...see that...it was so nice in keywest...we didn't need a tent or nuthin!!!....... :angry: yo...amamamnananjiria......whose the F.B. now...?!??!

yeah....scary bugger...think thats Sterling!!!!....

oi...i never said i actually won any...but the plank thingy....but you folks do have a wicked sence of humour...making play all them olympics...hung over!!!! next year how 'bout some real pyrate olympics....like....fence climbin at 3am...without spillin yer mug.....or.....hidin from the scary drunk old wench from the Garden of Eden...while her insanely jealous husband comes lookin fer ya...ask wobblie bought that one...i think he set me up on that one.....or the where the hell is the wharf marathon....or...which Pepe's is it run.....or the how bloddy long is this Parade Marathon!!!

Lady Constance....cook extrordinaire!! mark...the one armed sexy beast....look at those bedroom eyes....

6. crap load of orbs!!...and possibly something in the mist above her!??...looks like a head with kepi... 7. close up of "face with Kepi".......above her head???... anyone else see this...???.... 8. mist trails... ok...thats all i got of any interest....except a couple of really scary pics of kate and red jess...but they would kill me....muhahaha!!!!..... anyone else???

4.RedJess....with a light trail....sneaking up behind her!!!... 5. took pic of kate inmiddle window....tho got some interestin lights in the right side window???

oi...i know most of ya who went....ended up at least once...if not every night....grabbing a candle lantern....and a bottle of yer favorite beverage...and walked the fort....i know there were a lot of pictures taken...still seeing spots from some.... sooooo...... lets see what ya got......orbs and all!!!!...... 1. a few orbs...or dust...or rain 2.more dust...errr....orbs 3.cool light trail...on wrong side of pole!!!

Workin Vacation...they made me play in ALL the olympics.....i wonder if thats why i got "First Place"....... ...hmmmmm

that can be arranged...

Ummm I am sure there is a story there. Perhaps more than one. Story one - I took a flying face plant and was rescued from utter humiliation when Dutch flung himself on top of me while proclaiming "I'll save you!" Which saved my pride more than my flesh which is bruised and pinched. Thankfully my leather stays took the scratches as I slid across the concrete. Greg lovingly buffed them out for me. Story 2 the following night his height obscured his view of a low lying bench, which inadvertently tripped him causing the same reaction a flying face plant (I have to admit in the pirate Olympic flying face plant challenge - it was a close call but I came in second - his drew blood) There were no visible scuffs to rub so I returned the kindness in rum. I'd like to officially withdrawl from this event for next year, I am sad to regret I am passed my prime and need to retire from the sport. the flying face plant seemed to be catching.....i too was TRIPPED by someone.....on one of the many ghost tours....and went carreening across the sallyport...tho i did not wipe out...luckily the far wall caught me head...and was able to right meself.....its ok...just my face...no harm done....

good god man!!!....dont forgit the twins!!!!!...me thinks they should VANNA EVERY NIGHT!!?!?!....whhhoooohhhhooooo!?!?! an by the way Capt Jim....thats a Profesional Pole CLIMBER...not DANCER..... wait....somehow that actually sounds worse?!?!

sure...now everyone wants to play with us on the beach...i allready got blocked out of my wonderful views from last year with everyones big arse tents this year.....maybe this year i'll just stay in the fort....

i vollunteer to be one of the "Vannas".....

a personal thanks to the folks who drove the bidding up so high for the privalege to cut our hair....and to Captain Spike of the Bone Island Buckos....who not only pitched in $100.... to git even with me for loosin every event to me....but for also giving me a very high priced hair cut....not only do i now have a bald spot where i once had 12" of lovely locks.....while walking down town keywest the following day...walked past a very high class hair salon...where i saw an eighty year old wooman gitting the same cut i now sport!!!!.....i was told that i an "Posh Spice" now have a earliy similar hair cut......next year....i think Patrick Hand and I will re-enact the Spice Girls...with our new doos!?!? once again...thanks alot...ya bastard

ok...great job mission...but a few minor corrections..... National Walk the Plank Competion: i plead guilty..then pulled out my pardons....from the Emperor of Canaidia,...Pope of Japan...Queen Latifa of America....King Raul of England...Viceroy of Antartica...Elvis the King....Mickeal Jackson the King of Pop....and lastly my uncle Vinney of Detroit.... not taking any of those pardons...i to pulled me treasure map....and told them to write down my last words for my tombstone....the final words of Methusala Aluitious d'Dogge....the final epitapht of the M.A.d'Dogge...my final words are.....(the map flys outta me hand and into the drynk)...."oh crap!!!".....as i go diving for it!!!! and as far as climbing that dang blasted fence twice...first time i was thought tthe combo was 1868...instesad of 1862.....the second time i remembered from last year that they changed the combo every night....so i asked my fellow brethern and my crewe before i headed out to fullfill my obligations to walk in the parade....some yelled out 23...4.....200046.......but then my captain...captain sterling....looking me straight in the eye....says ....1423.....which i rember at 3 am when i come back.....liars all ya.....the combo had not changed....it was still 1862...though i still thought it was 1868..... so....twice...at 'bout 3 am.....on rolling sea legs (couldnt find me land leggs)....whith a half full mug o'ale....me loyalist square toed high heeled shoes....brand new silk hosen....a pipe in me mouth...made it over the 12 chain link fence...with barbed wire top..... and made it witout spilling a drop of ale.....(tore me hose...lost 1 of my shoes...ripped my coat...lost my 13th button on my britches)...but i did not spill a drop!!! damn.... i felt like a pyrate!!!!

i am sunburned feet....i packed my shoes and wool coat into a bag which i "think" went to ohio....or maybe virginia....so flew home to Detroit....no coat....only flip-flops....with 4 inches of snow on the ground....19 degrees.... windy....i waana go back allready loved every bit of it oh yeah ...just walked in the door...i'm home

5 hours and counting....actually thinkin 'bout taken a nap first??...... ....nah

Diosa...congrats....on becomming my oficial nemisis.....mmmuuuuhhhhhahahahaa

we had a high of 30 today...might be in a heat wave....goinna be 19 tonight....might not even wear pj's less i gits too hot.... damn i cant wait til mornin...6am flight outa here