A mug of Grog, shiver my timbers!
Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 1:54 pm
Ahoy! Mateys!
Gentlemen o' fortune know nothin` be better than a pint 'o spiced grog.
'Tis sad some swabby thinks otherwise.
Indeed I heard some landlubber down here be promotin' root vegetables. The squire calls 'tis prank "radish", 'n worst of all: he sips radish juice too!
'tis a folly! Only a scurvy dog or a cybernetic swine wound drink that muck! For how could ye get th' ladies when ye breath could murder a Kraken?
Mark me, my harties! When I put me hands on that mutinous rogue, I gunna stuff his radish where ye be knowin'! And ‘tis me duty as cap'n to warn ye:
Radish Munchers shall walk the plank!!
Anyway wishin' ye all jolly seven seas 'n fair winds. 'n remember :
Gentlemen o' fortune know nothin` be better than a pint 'o spiced grog.
'Tis sad some swabby thinks otherwise.
Indeed I heard some landlubber down here be promotin' root vegetables. The squire calls 'tis prank "radish", 'n worst of all: he sips radish juice too!
'tis a folly! Only a scurvy dog or a cybernetic swine wound drink that muck! For how could ye get th' ladies when ye breath could murder a Kraken?
Mark me, my harties! When I put me hands on that mutinous rogue, I gunna stuff his radish where ye be knowin'! And ‘tis me duty as cap'n to warn ye:
Radish Munchers shall walk the plank!!
Anyway wishin' ye all jolly seven seas 'n fair winds. 'n remember :