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04-20-2006, 06:38 PM

Grappling Irons were soon attached to the Bacardi Breezer. "Look! Its a bunch of Helpie Helpertons," shreiked the pirate, Bee Es Steve.

"Now, now, calm down," commanded Capt'n Kit. "They appear to have taken the lovely Brianna captive. Give a pirate a moment to think here."

But the contingent of the crew from Adieu atta Gallup were not prone to thought.

"We'll clone Brianna for you, Capt'n!" they shreiked.

Before Capt'n Kit had a chance to reply to this outrageous suggestion, the grammaphone had given one last furious revolution, rather like a tilt-a-wheel at the carnival, and the centrifugal force had launched Flint into the air, landing him onto the deck of the Barcardi at Kit's feet.

"Spare me," begged the hapless Flint. "Every person has value!"

"Aye, matey," agreed the pirate Tonchi (who also happened to be Kit's next in command), "But some have less value than others. What say we tie this fine speciman with rope, throw him in the hold, and toss him out next time we're near Fresno?"

"AYE!" roared the pirate crew.

"Please, let me walk the plank. I'll use similes! Anything but Fresno!" begged Flint. Tau Pau, Queen of the Universe, walked over and spat up a hairball on the quivering Flint.

"Its unanimous then," announced Kit. Throw him in the hold and repel all boarders!"

The pirate crew scurried to obey Kit's order and Flint found himself in the ship's hold along with 201 casks of Bacardi, 17 lost treasure maps, and a tupperware container of Brianna's infamous Hamburger Burger recipe. X marks the spot!

Meanwhile on the decks above the pirates had scrambled to their stations with cutlesses in their teeth and bottles of rum in their hands.

"Wait! Stop everything!" yelled UT. "We've been Farked!"

The grammaphone began to play Dave Matthews "Crash into me."

04-20-2006, 06:38 PM	#5
marichiko Guest Posts: n/a	Grappling Irons were soon attached to the Bacardi Breezer. "Look! Its a bunch of Helpie Helpertons," shreiked the pirate, Bee Es Steve. "Now, now, calm down," commanded Capt'n Kit. "They appear to have taken the lovely Brianna captive. Give a pirate a moment to think here." But the contingent of the crew from Adieu atta Gallup were not prone to thought. "We'll clone Brianna for you, Capt'n!" they shreiked. Before Capt'n Kit had a chance to reply to this outrageous suggestion, the grammaphone had given one last furious revolution, rather like a tilt-a-wheel at the carnival, and the centrifugal force had launched Flint into the air, landing him onto the deck of the Barcardi at Kit's feet. "Spare me," begged the hapless Flint. "Every person has value!" "Aye, matey," agreed the pirate Tonchi (who also happened to be Kit's next in command), "But some have less value than others. What say we tie this fine speciman with rope, throw him in the hold, and toss him out next time we're near Fresno?" "AYE!" roared the pirate crew. "Please, let me walk the plank. I'll use similes! Anything but Fresno!" begged Flint. Tau Pau, Queen of the Universe, walked over and spat up a hairball on the quivering Flint. "Its unanimous then," announced Kit. Throw him in the hold and repel all boarders!" The pirate crew scurried to obey Kit's order and Flint found himself in the ship's hold along with 201 casks of Bacardi, 17 lost treasure maps, and a tupperware container of Brianna's infamous Hamburger Burger recipe. X marks the spot! Meanwhile on the decks above the pirates had scrambled to their stations with cutlesses in their teeth and bottles of rum in their hands. "Wait! Stop everything!" yelled UT. "We've been Farked!" The grammaphone began to play Dave Matthews "Crash into me." Last edited by marichiko; 04-20-2006 at 06:42 PM.