Resolutions
Elaine thinks I should make some resolutions instead of hanging around the bar challenging people to insult arm-wrestling and playing darts with Jojo the piano-playing monkey while he's on his break. I told her I would, then went down to the bar, beat Pegnose at arm-wrestling and dropped a dart on Jojo's foot sat down to think about it.
It took me a while. I mean, everything I really wanted to do I've done - I rid the world of the Ghost Zombie Demon Pirate LeChuck, I became a Mighty Pirate, I married the girl of my dreams (though I did turn her gold briefly beforehand...), and of course I discovered the Secret of Monkey Island (tm). I don't need to give up smoking or go on a diet... I don't even drink too much - at least, when I wake up face-down in the sand with jellyfish clinging to my feet, I know how I got there. Usually.
So... resolutions. I sat there thinking for a good... fifteen seconds, before Murray asked if I'd miss my left hand. Apparently he was feeling peckish and my smooth girlish piratey hands look particularly alluring. He gets weirdly hungry for a guy that doesn't have a stomach.
Y'know, there comes a time in every man's life that he realizes he just can't go on carrying a talking skull around in his pants. So this year's resolution? Find Murray a nice bag. And a nice gag.
It took me a while. I mean, everything I really wanted to do I've done - I rid the world of the Ghost Zombie Demon Pirate LeChuck, I became a Mighty Pirate, I married the girl of my dreams (though I did turn her gold briefly beforehand...), and of course I discovered the Secret of Monkey Island (tm). I don't need to give up smoking or go on a diet... I don't even drink too much - at least, when I wake up face-down in the sand with jellyfish clinging to my feet, I know how I got there. Usually.
So... resolutions. I sat there thinking for a good... fifteen seconds, before Murray asked if I'd miss my left hand. Apparently he was feeling peckish and my smooth girlish piratey hands look particularly alluring. He gets weirdly hungry for a guy that doesn't have a stomach.
Y'know, there comes a time in every man's life that he realizes he just can't go on carrying a talking skull around in his pants. So this year's resolution? Find Murray a nice bag. And a nice gag.