The Scurvy Dog - Yer first drink be on the house

[tanguerra]

That be a rousin chorus Mr Black Bart. Never a truer word. I didn't know ye'd ever bin to Port O Spain. Perhaps you met me dear ol mother? Ye'd remember her, what with her hula skirt and bad attitude.

Jus shout old Kate a few rounds Chow Mien. I'm sure she'll be all bygones in no time. With a little sweet talk, you never know you might get yer eye patch back. She's a sucker for a compliment she is, expecially when it comes to her new mahogany leg. She's unreasonably proud of it she is. Says it's the best a**kicking leg ever woz.

[tanguerra]

Avast! Belay that tool chest! Ye hairy blackguard.

Since when did this become a gay tavern?!@ (Not that there's anything wrong wid dat). Where did all these swabs in pink dresses appear from all of a sudden! Just when we was getting a nice riot goin' there's more disorder.

Put down that dirk ye wee urchin, or I shall have to box yer ears for yez.

A round for everyone sez I. What about Nursey here? She looks like she could use a shot of somethin'

[Dan(da haole guy)]

"M'yess.." simpered Nursey, out of breath from thread-jumping, "..a Captain's Delight, if ya please..hold the Delight & I shall hold the Captain.."..and she grabbed Cap'n DaveL by his sparkly..

[Rev. Rowan Redbeard]

...false eyelashes. "What'r y'doin wearin' these things anyway?"

I don't suppose you have tea? (asks Rowan Redbeard, aware he has come in at an interesting time)

[Dan(da haole guy)]

"Semaphores, m'dear..", cooed Cap'n DaveL.."Oi blinks me oiz 'n' a soitun
way t'send messages t' t'other pyratickal crews.." DaveL explained, his eyelids flapping out "OMFSM..ah reel squishy gurrl! right here in my ARRRms..no more printer's ink on my...

[tanguerra]

Oh Rowan, there ye are ye handsome devil. How are those pantaloons of yorze?

<hastily straightening banadana, tucking in slovenly appearance and smoothing down eyebrows while attempting a saucy pout>

Hic! Yaaaaar. Tea what sort of a' establishment d'ye think this is! That's no fit bevridge for a pirate. Have some mermaid's piss, it'll put hair on yer chest.

And where in the name of all things Pasta is that cursed inn-keeper? Inn keeper! Get over here and eject these frock wearing swabs! Otherwise I'll have to do it meself and you may not be able to cover the insurance. Don't wake Toothless Kate, though what e'er you do. She wakes up with a start sometimes and comes out swingin'

[Dan(da haole guy)]

that fearsome mahogany leg o' hers..talk abaht gettin' wood!

[Rev. Rowan Redbeard]

Tanguerra, darling, I would love to take ye up on your offer, but I fear that liquids of the alcoholic variety do not agree with me. Or rather, they agree with me a bit too much. Perhaps when I am in heaven, I will indulge from the volcano.

I shall, for the nonce, remain drinking tea. Besides, with you here, I shan't even need the grog-goggles to make wenches look pretty.

[OZ_Nick]

Ummm, errr, sorry there me hearties <quickly puts on frock coat to hide pink tutu> Now, wotell it be? A pint o' Captain's Delight all round?

Now DaveL, wot 'ave Oi said abowt wearin tha' pink dress in 'ere, cept during Mardi Gras, eh? Be a noice feller and cover it up doan ye see its upsettin me clientelle?

[Rev. Rowan Redbeard]

That's not pink, that's fuchia! Anybody with one eye could tell you that. Now pink, on the other hand can't be worn by just anybody, and it has to be just the right shade of......

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(in a deep gravelly voice) Arrrgh! How 'bout that tea?!?!?

[ChowMein]

AHHHHHHH gagagaga ,

I'd loike Marteenies wiff me Olives an a plate uff spinach pleez .

[black bart]

AAARRRRRGH...Who let Popeye in here...I thought this was a respectable hestablishment...we don't want spinach puke all over the walls like last toim!

[Rev. Rowan Redbeard]

How long does it take for a gentleman pirate to get a cup of tea in this place? Do I need to draw my sword and threaten to cut off pasta shaped portions of people's anatomy?

[DaveL]

Ummm, errr, sorry there me hearties <quickly puts on frock coat to hide pink tutu> Now, wotell it be? A pint o' Captain's Delight all round?

Now DaveL, wot 'ave Oi said abowt wearin tha' pink dress in 'ere, cept during Mardi Gras, eh? Be a noice feller and cover it up doan ye see its upsettin me clientelle?

*DaveL says to himself repeatedly 'Pink dress only in private, only in private. Must keep little secret under wraps.' * :D

[Dan(da haole guy)]

ARR-oha..Cap'n DaveL, mah bruddah..no be so modest, eh? i wen heard from da wenches it be a medium-size secret..but, ya keep it undah da wraps, mos' def..'em merrr-curie pills taste loike fish-'ead stewe! AARRGGHH!!