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 Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:19 pm
Hmm... here's a new face wink
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:30 pm
Somewhat new, you could say. I just finally started visiting again. sweatdrop *Looks over at Chris* What's going on with him?
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Scott Pilgrim the bassist
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:31 pm
For I am a Pirate King! And it is, it is a glorious thing! To be a Pirate King! For I am a Pirate King!...
*drunkenly dances with a coaster for an eyepatch*
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:32 pm
Do what you want, because a pirate is free. YOU ARE A PIRATE!
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Scott Pilgrim the bassist
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:33 pm
He's drunk. He's probably being emo over something.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:36 pm
Scott Pilgrim the bassist Do what you want, because a pirate is free. YOU ARE A PIRATE! Damn shkippy!!! HAVE AT YOU!!! SHWASH MAH BUCKLE AND BUCKLE MAH SHWASH!!!
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:39 pm
::gates in::
Ah, Powell. There you are. Thank you for your assistance in my time...travel....
What in Gød's name is that SMELL?!
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:41 pm
BRINY!!!!
I am Powell no more....
*drunkenly sways holding up a rum bottle and attempts to wink through his eyepatch coaster*
I AM STRINGFELLOW HAWKE, PIRATE KING!!!
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:43 pm
Oh, Querl, sweetie! You're here!
Chris is quite drunk.. for some reason.
Obviously.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:44 pm
Diva Felicia Hardy He's drunk. He's probably being emo over something. Well whatever the reason, it does make for some pretty good entertainment. *Turns back to Chris* YO HO FIDDLEDEE, LIFE AS A PIRATE IS FREE!
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Scott Pilgrim the bassist
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:47 pm
*dances drunkenly*
Woooooooooooooo.....piratesh rule!!!
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:48 pm
Stringfellow Hawke. Riiiiight. Okay.
::takes the rum bottle away from Chris and hands it to Scott::
Here, take care of this.
Come on, Powell...we're going to go walk this off. And you will note that I, unlike some people here, am not recording your drunken tirades to be placed on the internet.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:54 pm
*looks blankly at his hand*
Why is the rum alwaysh gone?
*looks around in confusion*
Where we goin, Briney? I don't wanna go to the pasht...it shuscksh...
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:56 pm
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