Friday, May 25, 2007

Capt Buzzkill and the comedowns

You know, lately I've been feeling as though my life has been losing it's meaning. We've been having a tough time a-battlin' the Spanish gallions, the pieces of eight are running low, and lord knows my swashbuckling used to have significantly less buckle.

Another thing I've been getting worried about is my lacklustre appearance. I mean, how terrifying is the name 'black-with-flecks-of-grey beard'? I'm a laughing stock, by thunder.

Sometimes i just get the feeling that my best days of plunder are behind me.


What the hell is that?

Here I am baring my soul to you and you respond with some cryptic sound effect.


Oh go stick it up your arrrrrrrrse.

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