The Scurvy Dog - Yer first drink be on the house

[Roland Deschain]

Yer 'uman resources depaaaarrrrgggghhhtment 'as got me many an...acquisition over thee years, Bart, although that one-legged bloind hairy prostitute were a bit too far me thinks. Oi thank 'em deeply, though, fer all thee good oitems they procured fer me.

[tanguerra]

Arrrggghhh Captn Pieces! I troid Betty Foorrrggghd's early on, but young Sanchez got hisself expelled sadly. He didn't fit in like.

Seems he wer claimin' that he were the greatest of all the sellebrities in thar and that he war married to some girl, Isobel Paradise or the like (which wer only a figment o course, she bein' the night nurse - who'd make up a name like that? I ask yez?). He kept demandin' ter call his lawyers and such. They sayed he had a bad attitude and were a distuptin' influence on the staff and such like. I think twas delusions caused by too much fish head stew and too few weavles in his diet personally.

I had to get him out o' thar in a hurry (with the help of a few likely lads, heavily armed of course, in a midnight raid on the establishment).

This be him in the midst of his confusion with the night nurse. Oh dear! Don't he look terrible? He'z much better here in ol Portsmouth with the nuns. They know how to deal with the loikes o Sanchez.

[Roland Deschain]

Aaaarrrrgggghh, those naughty nuns! Maybee that not bee thee best place fer 'im, but oi'm sure 'e'll enjoy 'imself there himmensely...

[tanguerra]

Oh arrrgghh! I been getting reports. Seems he's settlin' in... except I fear he may be a bad influence on the nuns.. I've already ad a few letters from the Mother Superior, but since I cannot read, I use 'em in the bottom of me parrot's cage.

[black bart]

Arrrrrrgh Blackbeard's had his hair cut:

[tanguerra]

Har har har! Bart!

[Roland Deschain]

Oi see that thee FSM 'as granted ter 'ole Blackbeard a rather long loife. That be grand fer 'im. 'E is doin' well fer 'imself these days!

[black bart]

Oi see that thee FSM 'as granted ter 'ole Blackbeard a rather long loife. That be grand fer 'im. 'E is doin' well fer 'imself these days!

Aye he aint changed much. As ye can see thee same can be said fer meself:



A few more whiskers maybe...and less hands an eyes.

[pieces o'nine]

Aye he aint changed much. As ye can see thee same can be said fer meself:

A few more whiskers maybe...and less hands an eyes.

Arrrrrgh, we wreckin oises ye roight well, Bart, but who be thee fetchin young pyrate on thee roight?

[DavidH]

It be Bart's grandson, the Barticle.

[black bart]

No wonder all thee rum's gone!

[pieces o'nine]

It be Bart's grandson, the Barticle.

Arrrgh; let's see 'is standin wave, then.

[tanguerra]

Yaargh! Mebbe I shall OCCUPY PORTSMOUTH!! I shall do so from the vantage point of the Scurvy Dog! What think yez? I shall OCCUPY THE SCURVY DOG in the name of oppressed pirates everywhar!!

Down with everythin' non-Pirate Friendly! Greed is good! Yaaargh!! I shall get some of them masques fer the crew too. Twill cover their ugly mugs at least!

[Nef Yoo BlackBeard]

rrrrrrrrrr

wot abowt da turlbull smell?
luky i dunt smell nuffin

[tanguerra]

'Tis becuz I hold yer nostrils tween me pinkies ye spawn o mermaid scum. Be pleased not to interrupt me salty tale lest I cuff ye round the eerz... Now whar waz I? Oh yes, Sanchez....An other round (OOK! OOK!) an I may continoo... Sanchez! Get up off the floor. Ye know ye can't hold yer likker. Ye know ye war confined to quarters! What will the mother superior have to say about this now? Ye've no bizness here!