Silkie McDonough Posted June 9, 2006 Author Posted June 9, 2006 Aye, a bit luv. But I tink m''in need uv a dance. Any takers?!
Mad Matt Posted June 9, 2006 Posted June 9, 2006 I think I could be persuaded to. You will be flogged. And God willing, come morning, you will be flogged some more.
Silkie McDonough Posted June 18, 2006 Author Posted June 18, 2006 Silkie dances with the music as she makes her way to Matt. Wot would it take t'persuade you t'dance wit m'luv? Her smile beams down upon the dashing pirate, she sways alone in fromt of Matt, holding her skirt up just enough to keep the hem from dusting the floor.
Mad Matt Posted June 19, 2006 Posted June 19, 2006 A tankard o' rum and th' chance t' be me roguish self! :) You will be flogged. And God willing, come morning, you will be flogged some more.
Silkie McDonough Posted June 19, 2006 Author Posted June 19, 2006 Silkie produces the familure silver flask. I've nil a dram o'rhum bot I'll share m'pocheen wit ya lad! She continues to dance in front of Matt holding the flask just out of his reach in an attempt to get him to stand and dance.
Mad Matt Posted June 20, 2006 Posted June 20, 2006 ***Mad Matt stands up, attempting to grab the drink. Silkie keeps moving away to draw him out. Matt starts swaying too, but he's not so sure it's the music causing him to do so. Something about inebriation and balance....*** Dang it, woman! Yer just teasin' now! You will be flogged. And God willing, come morning, you will be flogged some more.
Silkie McDonough Posted June 20, 2006 Author Posted June 20, 2006 Have ya known m'ta behave any otter way? She moves towards Matt, offering the flask in her right hand. Her left rests on his right sholder. His left hand wraps around her waist in an attempt to bring the flask closer. He drinks deeply ....from the flask and before he knows it he is holding the lass closley and swaying to the music. Don't tell him ...he's dancing! :)
Mad Matt Posted June 20, 2006 Posted June 20, 2006 I knew I could multi-task! Look Ma! I'm dancin' and drinkin'! You will be flogged. And God willing, come morning, you will be flogged some more.
Silkie McDonough Posted June 20, 2006 Author Posted June 20, 2006 Matt may be drunk but not so much that he is stumbling, just enough to relax him enough and let him enjoy the closeness that the dance brings. The two dance around the pub darting between patrons, tables and chairs. Matt holds the lass tightly. Silkie, in turn tries to determine if he keeps her close for the sheer enjoyment of her form against his or because he is afraid to fall from the ride!
Mad Matt Posted June 21, 2006 Posted June 21, 2006 Does it really matter why yer held tight? Don't tell me yer complainin' now... You will be flogged. And God willing, come morning, you will be flogged some more.
Silkie McDonough Posted June 22, 2006 Author Posted June 22, 2006 Nil a complaint lad! Except that I can't feel your virtual embrace!
Mad Matt Posted June 22, 2006 Posted June 22, 2006 You'll just hafta wrap a sash around ya tightly and imagine. :) You will be flogged. And God willing, come morning, you will be flogged some more.
Silkie McDonough Posted June 22, 2006 Author Posted June 22, 2006 The two finish their dance without running into too many others. Silkie pours Matt into a chair and falls on one as they finish. Ray! Ale! She swallows hard between heavy breathing. WAIT! That didn't come out right! Tank ya luv! Twas grand! The DANCE! Get your minds out of the gutter!
Mad Matt Posted June 23, 2006 Posted June 23, 2006 Tank ya luv! Twas grand! I bet you say that to all the boys! You will be flogged. And God willing, come morning, you will be flogged some more.
Freebird Posted June 26, 2006 Posted June 26, 2006 AYE! Glad I be walkin' in durin' the makin's of good ol buzz. <chuckles> Grand to meetchya Lady Silkie. <tips tricorn and bows>
Silkie McDonough Posted June 27, 2006 Author Posted June 27, 2006 Could someone tell Freebird det tI've been ere longer den em and det dis is at least the second time he's welcomed me?
Mad Matt Posted June 27, 2006 Posted June 27, 2006 I thinks ye just did, darlin'. You will be flogged. And God willing, come morning, you will be flogged some more.
Mad Matt Posted July 16, 2006 Posted July 16, 2006 'Tis been too long since we've heard th' sweet silky voice of....er...um....Silkie. Woman, how's it been? Care fer a drink? You will be flogged. And God willing, come morning, you will be flogged some more.
Silkie McDonough Posted July 24, 2006 Author Posted July 24, 2006 Matt lad ...was that a request fer a song? Silkie obliges, her smooth alto painting the canvas with an Irish lament ...what else from the Irish? Laments and drinking songs ...and dancing tunes!
Mad Matt Posted July 25, 2006 Posted July 25, 2006 Aye, woman! That'll 'bout do it. Care fer somethin' t' whet yer whistle? You will be flogged. And God willing, come morning, you will be flogged some more.
Silkie McDonough Posted July 28, 2006 Author Posted July 28, 2006 Matty luv, wot er ya offerin? S P L A T ! Silkie throws a rum soaked lemon wedge at his head from across the room hitting him just above the left ear. She begins innocently whistling a saucy jig that the musicians quickly pick up on.
Mad Matt Posted July 29, 2006 Posted July 29, 2006 DAMMIT WOMAN! I weren't talkin' 'bout THAT! Sheesh! Try 'n' be all genteel and look at what it gets ye. Lemon juice in yer friggin' EYE! You will be flogged. And God willing, come morning, you will be flogged some more.
Jacky Tar Posted July 29, 2006 Posted July 29, 2006 DAMMIT WOMAN! I weren't talkin' 'bout THAT! Sheesh! Try 'n' be all genteel and look at what it gets ye. Lemon juice in yer friggin' EYE! Breath Matt, breath... Remember when a lass gives ye lemons, make the lemon maid!
Mad Matt Posted July 29, 2006 Posted July 29, 2006 Dammit, man! Her and I were jest playin'. Didn't ya see th' giggly smilie? Must send you t' th' doctor fer a pair o' spectacles. You will be flogged. And God willing, come morning, you will be flogged some more.
Silkie McDonough Posted July 29, 2006 Author Posted July 29, 2006 Juice in yer eye? Thet comes from not havin any control o'wot ya b'squezin'! Lemon maid! Silkie picks up another used lemon wedge and fires it at Jacky hitting him squarly between the eyes. Then deftly places herself opposite him two tables away and continues to hum with the musicians.
 {if(f.fbq)return;n=f.fbq=function(){n.callMethod? n.callMethod.apply(n,arguments):n.queue.push(arguments)}; if(!f._fbq)f._fbq=n;n.push=n;n.loaded=!0;n.version='2.0'; n.queue=[];t=b.createElement(e);t.async=!0; t.src=v;s=b.getElementsByTagName(e)[0]; s.parentNode.insertBefore(t,s)}(window, document,'script', 'https://connect.facebook.net/en_US/fbevents.js'); fbq('init', '1074427760321280'); fbq('track', 'PageView'); </script> <noscript><img height=)
&ev=PageView&cd%5Bitem_id%5D=6955&cd%5Bitem_name%5D=Lookin%27+ta+share+a+pint+er+two&cd%5Bitem_type%5D=topic&cd%5Bcategory_name%5D=Scuttlebutt"/>
Recommended Posts
Create an account or sign in to comment
You need to be a member in order to leave a comment
Create an account
Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!
Register a new accountSign in
Already have an account? Sign in here.
Sign In Now