Merrydeath

Every one calls out to the 'barkeep' but i was wondering if he should be named. If Bloody buckets lets us, how about some names to thnk about. Merrydeath

I can just see it now..and fall off my chair! I've met a few klingons and the idea of them vamping is great!! as I like to say, Women are from Venus, Men are from Klingon. and to comment on men and just asking... most of the time it takes dinner, a pub, a long talk in front of a fire. than again, a wink can go far with me..

I love the pics!! Looks like you had a grand time. and i am starting ti think all these nice gents wit rum kegs are trying ta get us all drunk... not that there be nothing wrong with drunk lasses.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm grapes. and yes they be topside. and overflowing. I am still tchnically a grape virgin, even if me cherry has a bite or two out of it. It were soaked in rum. :) Don't know any Grapes of Wrath, but Rath Meat Packers have been around for years. Grapes of Math?, well I have trouble adding one plus one plus one. as fer me dagger??? well someone else has me Loreena. She fell from my boot at the last fest, and well, she is making someone else smile. I need a new one to eat with. or just intimidate men with.

Oh yeah..... orders a case of grapes. for each side of her bodice.. IRF rules!! can wait to go since July is pretty much no faires.. I'll save a few handfuls of grapes fer ya! hey!! how did she get to be the plunder bunny??

why not?? My bunny and Nigel's are both... "stuffed"

Lasses, lasses, make sure you are nice to William. After all he is a nice guy, and he did buy us all drinks! Nothing permanent, nothing nasty.. nothing with Nair!!

Merry woke up bleary-eyed after a wonderful night of dreams. She sighs, thinks about a 10 hour work day, then thinks about a jet plane, and how much she would like to travel today. *All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go. I'm standing here, outside my door. Already I'm so happy I could cry. Going on a jet plane, don't know when I can go again. Oh babe, I miss you so.. (oh lordy, I am a sight. I"ll just take me self off to work, fix some lunch later, and then get ready for 6 hours tomorrow. She covers Siren since it was 50 degrees last night here.)

Nibbles on carrot, a long delicious wet carrot, with the green leaves attached. Delicately smells it, nibbles the end, then partakes in a piratey way.. "What??"

GETS a cart with little wheels on it, so Doc can sit and scoot and still make eonough money to have beer. sign for Doc- Invalid- pleeze give elms to the pour..

Comes in to lock up the extra cabinets, sees the roses and bagels. She turns quickly but not fast enough. She misses the red-haired man from Camp P, and hopes to get something to him soon. she gets a bagel and some coffee, then sits with a big smile on her face comtemplating a whole 60 years of bagels and cream cheese.

BIG GROUP HUG, and we all get great squshies.. as fer me, I am a merry Merry, I've been Scupper-recharged and my heart is glad. Now if I can just find a way to make a ST transporter, I am tip topper!

I thank ya lad, tis a good bunch I think, and a pleasure to be around. I look forward to seeing you all someday this year. waves at Sheila.

*looks around at the pyrate band.. * "ya there a bunch of cuties here! Little things hopping all over, twitching whiskers and leaving Raisenettes around."

happens to us all, laddy. They change color, then decide to grow somewhere odd... better then growing mold.

Starts to braid William's hair into sweet little braids with green ribbons, then adds a saucy braid to his beard, with a skull bead to the end... there a fierce sweet pirate.

If it were a Laddy sandwich, then the lass is the creamy center. But you William, are the extra spicy Italian/ jalapeno sausage center of a sandwich.

*Looks at William in the middle of the women hugging. He is the meaty center of our lass sandwich*

Verra Verra sweet lassy, appreciate her while ya can, since they grow up despite us. Mine are both over 16. Gods I need the hugs. None here, and havn't had an indecent one for months. Considers how much a plane ticket is..and then thinks its cheap.

hugs back, and adds Christine to the hug fest, just cause! Yeah, how is your widdle head?

Pillows are good, nice fer your poor liddle head. Cumfy and soft, a haven when things are tuff. No popcorn, but a little chocolate may help. Deep Sigh.

*puts away her super duper electric bug and looks innoercent* Who me?? I just like the company you keep! waves to Nigel. bunnies Rule! and chicks Rock!

No that's actually a 'lock in me pocket... so. Are ya talking a blunderbuss? or a lady's hand pistol? *wears that innocent look that fails miserably*

I saw the Pole at the counter, buying some pale ale. Name's Petrov. Nice guy and dances pretty good.

good!!