Rumba Rue

I just saw that news on another site! WOW, fer once I feel good about our guys over there! You go Military! RumbaRue ** **

Bawahaaaaaaa! Absolutely terrific! Just what this party o' people needed! Rumba Rue **In the beginning there was nothing, then it exploded**

Ooooooh, can I sit on Santa's lap? Would Santa like a lap dance? Rumba Rue **A twisted mind is a good thing to have**

Uh, you mean dilvulging the fact that Mickey Mouse is really the monkey in disguise? Hey I like Mickey (ooooh, just love caressing those ears, that wiggly nose, that irriestiable warm, fuzzy feeling....oh geez what am I doing?) , hell of a lot better looking than than dang monkey. RumbaRue **Which one of my personalities do you find offensive?**

Try just the first part, http://www.cinescape.com Click on movies at top, on the right, you'll find 'Scoop on POTC2', click on that. The full link worked for me when I tried it before actually posting it. RumbaRue ** **

Ha! He got it wrong! Ha! A computer can be fooled! RumbaRue **The Force was with me!**

This was just posted on another site I go to. http://www.cinescape.com/0/editorial.asp?a...38&obj_id=40379 RumbaRue **Smile and Let Your Spirit Soar**

Me companion Boats, got a kit from Dixie Gun Works and put his gun tagether hisself. He finally got ta shoot the thing at the San Quan Capistrano Raid back in Oct. He's pretty please with himself fer doin' the thing hisself. He even stained it a nice mahogany color. Buildin' one yerself makes it that more special. Rumba Rue **Friends help friends move, real friends help ye move the bodies**

Ah, but the wee kitties are minus their furniture tearing apparatus. However that doesn't stop the Cat Gang from their nightly (and daily) destruction of 'what can we get into next' forays, that with any good aim getting shot with the squirt bottle of water to their dasdardly deeds, would hopefully stop a full on assult. Rumba Rue **I wonder how much deeper the ocean would be without sponges?**

Wow, there's hours of stuff to watch! Gee, eventually I'll get to the movie. Rumba Rue **In the beginning there was nothing, and then it exploded**

Well now, I've got lots of goodies I could hang on a tree that would make it very piratical, as I supply a lot of props to PRP for the encampment. However.....I don't get a tree....I have the most dangerous, chew-happy, frolicking cats, who wouldn't think twice about not only de-nuding a tree, but tearing it down too! RumbaRue **We're not pirates, we're independently contracted marine salvage specialists above the water line.**

Well, a couple of years ago when I went to the Arizona Ren-faire, I picked up some 'Honey Dust'. You just put it where you want to lick ( ), and sweetness just fills your mouth. Course then ye get wimmen like me, who gush fountians with just the right touch..... Rumba Rue **Men are like bagpipes, no sound comes from them unti they are full**

That sounds like a lovely idea...where might one plunder such a treasure? I got my light up skull via the Internet (sorry, I don't know the site, as it was a gift), however I just recently saw them at Auto Zone car stuff. Check around, I know they are out there. In fact I just saw a Happy Face one the other day. Hmmmm, you could paint a black patch over one eye.... Rumba Rue ** **

Well I may not be good a the proper nautical knots, but when I gots me a man in me clutches, he's tied up so good, he'll never get free. LOL! RumbaRue **Nine out of ten men who have tried camels, prefer women**

Arrgghhh, they sure be linin' up ta get the birthday jabs and laughs, as this be what we call a 'Pirate Roast'. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LONGEST FEATHER IN THE MAD WOMAN!!! Rumba Rue **which one of my personalities do you find offensive?**

Ooooooh, what's that smell?Oh now I understand, it be Stynky'sbirthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE STYNKY-IEST, GUY WE KNOW!!! Rumba Rue **Another smooth escape disguised as a dramatic exit**

Well I don't have seat covers, but I sure do have a skull in my trailer hitch, that the eyes light up when I hit the brakes. Believe me, I don't have hardly any tailgaters anymore! LOL! RumbaRue ** **

I've done both sides of the situation. When I was actually a participant at the Southern Renaissance Faire here in Calif. I had to be absolutely true to the game. But since leaving many years ago, I prefer to 'play' and wear what I feel like without the 'Costume Nazis' telling me what I can and can't do. I'm at fairs and events to have fun, not run the 'politically correct' rules all over the place. Rules- I don't need no stinkin' rules!!!!! RumbaRue **What part of arrggghhhh didn't you understand?**

I use to have one of those, until it broke, now all I have is the little ship. I found two terrific ship in bottle ornaments at Cost Plus (they are bigger and the glass isn't so light that it would break easy) for less than 4 bucks. RumbaRue **Michael row the boat ashore...well that's what happens when the engine quits**

Great! Rupert deserves his own show!!!!!! Rumba Rue **I'd rather be flogging Jon**

Nothing is fool- proof to a talented fool. RumbaRue **If at first you don't succeed, then walking the plank isn't for you**

That flu is probably what I have. I haven't ever recovered fully from the kidney infection and flu like symtoms have been prevlent for way too long with me. I'm calling my doctor on Friday and try and get in. I've tried for THREE MONTHS to get a flu shot, but my clinic keeps saying they don't have any!!! No wonder I'm sick!! RumbaRue ** **

I know this isn't a pirate book, but the book gives the absolute best recorded history of Port Royal there is. I can't say enough good things about it, and I recommend it to everyone who is interested in the history of Port Royal. The book is: "Port Royal, Jamaica", by Michael Pawson and David Buisseret. The best pirate books I can recommend is: "Piracy, Days of Long Ago", by Kenneth W. Mulder, and "Bold in Her Breeches", edited by Jo Stanley. I also have a rare book which will probably be hard to find, but it's called, "Crossroads of the Buccaneers," by Hendrik De Leeuw, copywrited in 1937. Rumba Rue **When everything's coming your way, you're sailing in the wrong land and the wrong direction**

Well, I just put in whatever came to mind or whatever looked good. LOL! I'm sure Bilgemunky, you got a good snicker at some o' me answers. RumbaRue **When Arrggggghhhhhh, just isn't enough**

Don't have a download, but I do have the words. BTW- you can order songbooks from Christine Lampe that has the words to most of the shanties around. Go to the NQG site, I know they are there for sale. ******************************************************** Blow the Man Down Intro: Come all ye young buccos and gather to me Come list to me story, I'll sing it to ye. Of adventure and gloryupon the high sea An' trust that ye'll join the courus with me. 1. Oh as I wuz strollin' down fair London Street, (chorus) Timme way, hay, blow the man down! A sassy flash clipper I chct for to meet, (chorus) Oooh, gimme some time ter blow the man down! 2. Of the port that she hailed from I cannot say much, (chorus)Timme way, hay, blow the man down! But by her appearance I too her for Dutch, (chorus) Oooh, gimme some time ter blow the man down! 3. Her flag wuz three colours and her masthead wuz low, She wuz round in the counter and' bluff at the bow 4. From larboard to starboard an'so sailed she, She wuz sailin' at large--she wuz runnin' free 5. I fired me bow-chaser the signal she knew She backed her mainttwaps'l an' for me hove to 6. She wux bowlin' along with the wind blowin free She clewed up her courses and' waited for me 7. I hailed her in English she answered me clear I'm from the Black Arrow bound to the Shaespeare 8. I tipped her me flipper an' took her in tow An' yard-arm to yard-arm away we did go 9. The she took me to a hous of ill fame It was the sign of the ship in Water Lane 10. She had some whisky and I had some rum She asked me if I would see her home 11. We went home together and to bed we did go, But what we did there I'm sure I don't know 12.We had a drink, maybe two, three or four In the morning when I awoke I was stretched n the floor 13. Me shot-locker's empty, me powder's all spent I've plenty o' time, boys, to think and repent. ********************************************** The Derelict by Young Ewing Allison Fifteen men on the Dead Man's Chest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Drink and the Devil had done for the rest, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! The mate was fixed by the bo's'n pike, The bo's'n brained with a marlins spike! And Coodey's throat was marked belike It had been gripped by fingers ten; And there they lay, all good dead men, Like break o' day in a boozing-ken Yo ho ho and bottle o' rum! Fifteen men of a whole ships list, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Dead and be-damned and the rest gone whist, Yo ho ho and a bottle o' rum! The skipper lay with his nob in gore Where the sucllion's ax his cheek has shore Anbd the sullion he was stbbed times four And there they lay, and the soggy skies Dripped all day long in upstring eyes At murk sunset and at foul sunrise, Yo ho ho and a bottle o' rum! Fifteen men of em stiff and stark! Yo ho ho and a bottle o' rum! Ten o' the crew had the murder mark! Yo ho ho and a bottle o' rum! Twas a cutlass swipe, or an ounce o' lead Or a yawing hole in a battered head And the sucppers glut with a rotting red And there they lay aye damn my eyes! All lookouts clapped on paradise All souls bound just contrariwise Yo ho ho and a bottle o' rum! Fifteen men of em good and true Yo ho ho and aa bottle o' rum! Every man-jack could ha sailed with Old Pew Yo ho ho and a bottle o' rum! There was chest on chest full of Spanish gold, With a ton o' plate in the middle hold And the cabin riot of loot untold And thery lay there that had took the plum With sightless glare and their lips struck dumb While we shared all bythe rule of thumb Yo ho ho and a bottle o'rum! More was seen throught the sternlight screen Yo ho ho and a bottle o' rum! Chartings no doubt where a woman had been, Yo ho ho and a bottle o' rum! A flimsy shift on a bumker-cot With a thin dirk-slot throught the bosom spot And the lace stiff-dry in a purplish blot Or was she wenchsome sudderin' maid, What dared the knife and that took the blade By God she was stuff for a plucky jade! Fifteen men on the Dead Man's Chest Yo ho ho and a bottle o' rum! Drink and the Devil had done for the rest Yo ho ho and a bottle o' rum! We wrapped em all in a mains'l tight With twice-ten turns of a hawswers bight And we heaved 'em over and out of sight With a Yo heave ho! And a fare-ye-well! Ten fathoms deep on the road to Hell! Yo ho ho and a bottle o' rum! **************************************** Hope this does it for you - uh me fingers are numb from typin' all this! Rumba Rue **She's a pirate wench if she's got RR on her quarters**