Ye ocelot bounded out of the bush, seized me fine tricorn brim and dashed off into the grass. Ye first time twas endearing but the cursed half-deer half-aggravating vermin had been playing this game for days.
Though I’d attempted to blast the thing’s skull from off its neck I’d so far fallen short. Oftentimes I’d fallen in a river. At length the brute’d return it and prance gaily about. Gaargh, how I long to eat the creature.
Gaargh, there’s a mean-looking fish-legged fellow at me door, using a trident as a door bell. Tis likely to progress in an ill manner for all concerned, namely meself. I’ve
The Captain finally overcomes his poppy habit and gets on with the important job of rescuing his crew from the clutches of Admiral Kneehorn where he holds ’em at… The Bastard’s Fate. No, tis not a fayre.
Gaargh, these be the words of me ship’s cook, the ignoble Monty McBuboe, muttered in’s sleep. He’s no letterin’ of his own, nor digits suffice to the task. Proud leper
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I really enjoyed reading this posting. It takes a brave soul to stare issues in the face and decide to conquer them. Kuddos to you.
Thanks Sheeki. Glad you’re enjoying it. I am too… kinda.