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Chocoholics, the company that made OFM, has run aground. They are quite out of business.

As for me. I'm bored silly. Bring in a fiddler and get some bacon on.

 

 

 

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Well then my dear man...

Now you MUST retell the tale of OFM!

Since you have lived past your experience...

Truly,

D. Lasseter

Captain, The Lucy

Propria Virtute Audax --- In Hoc Signo Vinces

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"If I whet my glittering sword, and mine hand take hold on judgment; I will render vengeance to mine enemies, and will reward them that hate me." Deuteronomy 32:41

Envy and its evil twin - It crept in bed with slander - Idiots they gave advice - But Sloth it gave no answer - Anger kills the human soul - With butter tales of Lust - While Pavlov's Dogs keep chewin' - On the legs they never trust... The Seven Deadly Sins

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Miss Ashcombe goes to the galley and reaches waaaayy back in the cupboard..juuuust in case there's a can of the vile brew to refresh the memory .....dust...old hard tack....hmmmm

Some days even my lucky rocketship underpants won't help....

Her reputation was her livelihood.

I'm a pirate, love. By nature and by choice!

My inner voice sometimes has an accent!

My wont? A delicious rip in time...

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Old Fashioned Marshmallow. Sigh.

Old Fashioned Marshmallow was as disappointing in terms of a chocolate, confectionary delight as any drink might be. Imagine taking up a glass of cold, clear ice water on a hot day after a hard afternoon of heavy labor only to be greeted by an old glass of water, thick with dust and luke warm in temperature containing a cigarette at the bottom.

This is OFM. The anti-christ of all hot chocolate experiences.

If the idealistic, horrific hell of the average pulpit pounding aficionado can be accepted as real in even the most peripheral sense, than the dessert bar there serves OFM. Not only is it served, but every other thing offered in Hell is cooked in OFM and topped with it like an unholy, weak, bitter au jus of eternal torment.

 

 

 

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Ye participate in heavy labor? :blink:


"I being shot through the left cheek, the bullet striking away great part of my upper jaw, and several teeth which dropt down the deck where I fell... I was forced to write what I would say to prevent the loss of blood, and because of the pain I suffered by speaking."~ Woodes Rogers

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and meant it...snigger


"I being shot through the left cheek, the bullet striking away great part of my upper jaw, and several teeth which dropt down the deck where I fell... I was forced to write what I would say to prevent the loss of blood, and because of the pain I suffered by speaking."~ Woodes Rogers

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Old Fashioned Marshmallow. Sigh.

Old Fashioned Marshmallow was as disappointing in terms of a chocolate, confectionary delight as any drink might be. Imagine taking up a glass of cold, clear ice water on a hot day after a hard afternoon of heavy labor only to be greeted by an old glass of water, thick with dust and luke warm in temperature containing a cigarette at the bottom.

This is OFM. The anti-christ of all hot chocolate experiences.

If the idealistic, horrific hell of the average pulpit pounding aficionado can be accepted as real in even the most peripheral sense, than the dessert bar there serves OFM. Not only is it served, but every other thing offered in Hell is cooked in OFM and topped with it like an unholy, weak, bitter au jus of eternal torment.

Sooo, lemme get this straight. This means you don't like it, right? :blink:

...schooners, islands, and maroons

and buccaneers and buried gold...

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"Well, that's just maddeningly unhelpful."....Captain Jack Sparrow

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Sheperd's Pie and a Jameson and Ginger please.

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Aye Happy Saint Patrick's Day!

Miss Ashcombe sets out for the feast as the entertainment shows up

Eggs an soda bread, Irish coffee...or Irish Brekkie Tea an a splash of A Rum t' go in it

Corned Beefand Cabbage, Irish stew, Guiness, sheppards pie and dessert

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Some days even my lucky rocketship underpants won't help....

Her reputation was her livelihood.

I'm a pirate, love. By nature and by choice!

My inner voice sometimes has an accent!

My wont? A delicious rip in time...

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Beannachtaí na Féile Pádraig oraibh!

Truly,

D. Lasseter

Captain, The Lucy

Propria Virtute Audax --- In Hoc Signo Vinces

LasseterSignatureNew.gif

Ni Feidir An Dubh A Chur Ina Bhan Air

"If I whet my glittering sword, and mine hand take hold on judgment; I will render vengeance to mine enemies, and will reward them that hate me." Deuteronomy 32:41

Envy and its evil twin - It crept in bed with slander - Idiots they gave advice - But Sloth it gave no answer - Anger kills the human soul - With butter tales of Lust - While Pavlov's Dogs keep chewin' - On the legs they never trust... The Seven Deadly Sins

http://www.colonialnavy.org

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Miss Ashcombe serves up a fine breakfast to captain Lasseter and master Pew.. mmmm bacon as well!

Some days even my lucky rocketship underpants won't help....

Her reputation was her livelihood.

I'm a pirate, love. By nature and by choice!

My inner voice sometimes has an accent!

My wont? A delicious rip in time...

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::The cobwebs and dimly lit room play havoc on my senses. Is this the same celebratory hall of feasting and drink some nine months prior? Peering deeper past the tables and stools I can see the candles have long been extinguished but still smell of beeswax. Upturned tankards and Jenny's neatly folded apron alight atop the bar itself. "Hullo?" I called raspily with a voice I recognize as unfamiliar as the place I am in. "Hullo?" I sit gingerly on one of the previously polished stools and take in the scene. "Hullo," I call once more.::

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"We are 21st Century people who play a game of dress-up and who spend a lot of time pissing and moaning about the rules of the game and whether other people are playing fair."

Posted

As if from a dream I hear a voice coming from within Tsunami Kate's. A quick look into the unlit haunt and to spy none other than Mister Pew. "Preston! What brings you back to this port?"

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"Ah! M' lady! Tis been awhile. I have travelled far and wide in the last several months." I inhaled deeply and looked about. "There is nothing like the sounds and smells of your own haunts. Have the regulars moved on? Any word from the Captain? I have not seen nor heard from Mister Lasseter in quite some time. Far thee well?"

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"We are 21st Century people who play a game of dress-up and who spend a lot of time pissing and moaning about the rules of the game and whether other people are playing fair."

Posted

I am well. I keep the place more as a mausoleum now. The grave memorial of two many fiddlers and finery to count. What will you have? All the kegs are aged some six months more since anyone last ordered a drink.

 

 

 

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Posted

A quiet din will suffice well.

A fine cask aged Ale my good sir.

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"We are 21st Century people who play a game of dress-up and who spend a lot of time pissing and moaning about the rules of the game and whether other people are playing fair."

Posted

I'll bring up the whole cask. We'll lay on a fire and roast something well fattened.

Wait...that sounds like some sort of suicide pact.

 

 

 

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