Saturday, June 7, 2008

Pirate's woes

It's 14.00 hours here and time for me to have my lunch, the captain chortled to his merry crew before he heard the crunch, of earsplitting firepower as rockets overhead, bombarded his big galleon and rattled in his head. Bang and bang and Blaggerstaff he exclaimed with deeply crease-ed brow, I think they've hit my floating craft, oh what do we do now?

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