Cap'n Kisslin' Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Sloth I was sailin' the high seas, 'round the Florida Keys. Trailin' that merchant ship, the one I'd catch and strip. For she had me swag, and flyin' an English flag. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rumba Rue Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 three-toed sloth Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Honour Bright Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 six-toed Hemingway cats Taking on the world....one pair of boots at a time! A little bit of this...a little bit of that...a lot of dreams.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Red Cat Jenny Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Lazing in Key West....siiiigh 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... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silkie McDonough Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 PiP Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cap'n Kisslin' Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Arrr! I was sailin' the high seas, 'round the Florida Keys. Trailin' that merchant ship, the one I'd catch and strip. For she had me swag, and flyin' an English flag. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JohnnyTarr Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 eesss Git up of your asses, set up those glasses I'm drinking this place dry. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hester Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Tea (with honey & lemon for my nascent cold) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Sterling Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Prince Edward "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 Crewe of the Archangel http://jcsterlingcptarchang.wix.com/creweofthearchangel# http://creweofthearchangel.wordpress.com/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ransom Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Earl Grey ...schooners, islands, and maroons and buccaneers and buried gold... You can do everything right, strictly according to procedure, on the ocean, and it'll still kill you. But if you're a good navigator, a least you'll know where you were when you died.......From The Ship Killer by Justin Scott. "Well, that's just maddeningly unhelpful."....Captain Jack Sparrow Found in the Ruins — Unique Jewelry Found in the Ruins — Personal Blog Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Red Cat Jenny Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Count De Monet 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... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Honour Bright Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Count of Monte Crisco. Cristo! Yeah...I meant Cristo. *Ahough Count de Monte Crisco could be a real lardbutt* Taking on the world....one pair of boots at a time! A little bit of this...a little bit of that...a lot of dreams.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
D.Patrick Burke Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Duke What more diversion can a man desire than to sit him down near a warm turf fire; Upon his knee a pretty wench and on the table a jug of punch... Irish Traditional Song "And when I vest my flashing sword And my hand takes hold in judgement I will take vengeance upon mine enemies And I will repay those who hase me O Lord, raise me to Thy right hand And count me among Thy saints ." Boondock Saints Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Sterling Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 Knight "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 Crewe of the Archangel http://jcsterlingcptarchang.wix.com/creweofthearchangel# http://creweofthearchangel.wordpress.com/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
D.Patrick Burke Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 Rook What more diversion can a man desire than to sit him down near a warm turf fire; Upon his knee a pretty wench and on the table a jug of punch... Irish Traditional Song "And when I vest my flashing sword And my hand takes hold in judgement I will take vengeance upon mine enemies And I will repay those who hase me O Lord, raise me to Thy right hand And count me among Thy saints ." Boondock Saints Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Sterling Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 pawn "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 Crewe of the Archangel http://jcsterlingcptarchang.wix.com/creweofthearchangel# http://creweofthearchangel.wordpress.com/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
D.Patrick Burke Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 prawn What more diversion can a man desire than to sit him down near a warm turf fire; Upon his knee a pretty wench and on the table a jug of punch... Irish Traditional Song "And when I vest my flashing sword And my hand takes hold in judgement I will take vengeance upon mine enemies And I will repay those who hase me O Lord, raise me to Thy right hand And count me among Thy saints ." Boondock Saints Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Sterling Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 oysters "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 Crewe of the Archangel http://jcsterlingcptarchang.wix.com/creweofthearchangel# http://creweofthearchangel.wordpress.com/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
D.Patrick Burke Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 pearl What more diversion can a man desire than to sit him down near a warm turf fire; Upon his knee a pretty wench and on the table a jug of punch... Irish Traditional Song "And when I vest my flashing sword And my hand takes hold in judgement I will take vengeance upon mine enemies And I will repay those who hase me O Lord, raise me to Thy right hand And count me among Thy saints ." Boondock Saints Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Sterling Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 diamond "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 Crewe of the Archangel http://jcsterlingcptarchang.wix.com/creweofthearchangel# http://creweofthearchangel.wordpress.com/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
D.Patrick Burke Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 rough What more diversion can a man desire than to sit him down near a warm turf fire; Upon his knee a pretty wench and on the table a jug of punch... Irish Traditional Song "And when I vest my flashing sword And my hand takes hold in judgement I will take vengeance upon mine enemies And I will repay those who hase me O Lord, raise me to Thy right hand And count me among Thy saints ." Boondock Saints Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Sterling Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 uncut "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 Crewe of the Archangel http://jcsterlingcptarchang.wix.com/creweofthearchangel# http://creweofthearchangel.wordpress.com/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
D.Patrick Burke Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 flowers What more diversion can a man desire than to sit him down near a warm turf fire; Upon his knee a pretty wench and on the table a jug of punch... Irish Traditional Song "And when I vest my flashing sword And my hand takes hold in judgement I will take vengeance upon mine enemies And I will repay those who hase me O Lord, raise me to Thy right hand And count me among Thy saints ." Boondock Saints Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Sterling Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 tulips "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 Crewe of the Archangel http://jcsterlingcptarchang.wix.com/creweofthearchangel# http://creweofthearchangel.wordpress.com/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
D.Patrick Burke Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 mums What more diversion can a man desire than to sit him down near a warm turf fire; Upon his knee a pretty wench and on the table a jug of punch... Irish Traditional Song "And when I vest my flashing sword And my hand takes hold in judgement I will take vengeance upon mine enemies And I will repay those who hase me O Lord, raise me to Thy right hand And count me among Thy saints ." Boondock Saints Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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