LEAVE TH' SEA ALONE!

[bluffinmypuffin]

An' how feckin' dare any of ye scurvy dogs have a laugh against th' sea, after all she's been through!!! She parted with th' land, she has two feckin' cities beneath her, an' th' last o' them turned out to be a city of users and che'ters and custody battles! All ye scoundrels care abou' is makin' money off of her! SHE'S AN ENTITY!!!/takes a minute

Comments

[yesmisteralex]

Er... I'm very sorry, sir. I was born in the sea, so it wasn't really my choice.

My name is Richardson. How are you?

[bluffinmypuffin]

Eh, it's ok, Mister Richardson. I am doin' fine, it would seem. Emotionally, anyway.

I hope ye treat th' sea with dignity, lad.

[yesmisteralex]

As much as I can, I suppose. I'm not exactly equipped to pollute it or anything...

[fearmyblowtorch]

What d'ya know, finally that damn fisherman shows up.

Ah, Zigo, it's been a while. Why don't you just calm yaself down and come on down ta McDonagh's so we can catch up?

Attention whore.

[bluffinmypuffin]

Attention whore? Ye don't know me well, do ye? I am married to ta Sea. I am an attention husband.

[roman_poseidon]

I hear ya, brotha.

[fuckingshrugged]

NEPTUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNE'S BUUUUUNTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

[roman_poseidon]

Dude stop looking a my bunty.

[fuckingshrugged]

Sorry. Instinct took over.

[yerallsinners]

...get ou' before I stuck seashells up yer arse.

[roman_poseidon]

Don't be a dick.

[yerallsinners]

Speak louder, I couldna hear ye o'er th' sound o' a hilarious phallic object in yer hand.

[roman_poseidon]

/stabs you with the hilarious phallic object

[urfuckingfired]

/squints

What species are you?