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[rensong]

Arrr! I got another email addressed to Dread Pirate Maren! Same text as the first one, but in the subject header I've been downgraded from "Pirate" to "Wench" for Father's Day. Of course, I had to share this with Emma in MSN.

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[castor]

Now my brain went, "Lass, I'm winking at you. You just can't see it behind the eye patch."

I have a pirate muse. He is not pleased. He is glaring from the cliche of it all.

Gabriel: I hope you all choke on your own spit. --;

[rensong]

::commence with EVIL ECHOEY LAUGHTER::

After all, pirates have more fun. I'll even throw in the parrot (you know, for kinky feather-play or something like that) for a few extra silvers. ;)

[castor]

Gabriel: I hope you die a very long and very painful death. I think I might just be able to help you out with that...

[rensong]

I can't think of another joke. Except maybe something to do with walking the plank, but I haven't figured out how to turn that into a whitty come back as of yet.

[rensong]

Oooh, I know! Hows about "You can't judge a man by the length of his sword". Or maybe something like "You and you're peg leg can shiver me timbers any time you want, baby..." ;) Mamma's got a kitty full of all sorts of treasures you can enjoy.

[castor]

You are killing me with the terrible. XD;

Gabriel: ... Um. No thanks.

[rensong]

Just doing my duty as a pirate to spread unwholesome practices. ;) And, you know, bad jokes, but that's just for fun. :D