Barbie's twin
Yesterday when I was on the bus, I swear I was sitting across from Barbossa's twin sister. She had the same potato nose, yellow glazed eyes and wavy--slightly erratic--gray, once brown, hair. Other than that, she bore no resemblence to him, personality wise. She did have the repulsive teeth though, I will give her that. She was wearing a thick dark green coat which she would constantly pick hair off and, stragely enough, a straw hat. Yes, I did say a STRAW HAT. Maybe odd taste in hats runs in the family? She would also mumble to herself and cower from anyone who got to near to her. Occasionally she would shout out things, but that was rare and very un-Barbossa like. In any case, I had to think about Beckett dying so that I wouldn't burst out laughing. Then the rest of the ride I was mopey about Beckett dying.
All my friends (save one) think I'm not completely addicted to an illegal substance when I start babbling about Beckett. This is a classic conversation with a friend...
friend: Who?
me: Beckett! You know...the lord?
friend: Oh. Him. But he's, like, not hot.
me: -stutters- starts chattering incoherently-
Or it's something like this:
friend #2: You mean the evil dude?
me: -veins pops- 'E'S NOT EVIL!
All my friends (save one) think I'm not completely addicted to an illegal substance when I start babbling about Beckett. This is a classic conversation with a friend...
friend: Who?
me: Beckett! You know...the lord?
friend: Oh. Him. But he's, like, not hot.
me: -stutters- starts chattering incoherently-
Or it's something like this:
friend #2: You mean the evil dude?
me: -veins pops- 'E'S NOT EVIL!