tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12540914.post112710309635839218..comments2023-04-08T05:20:52.887-04:00Comments on ELgiN StreEt iRReguLars: Maybe today she'll run into Arrrrr!coyotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849975141730668288noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12540914.post-1127194423927269012005-09-20T01:33:00.000-04:002005-09-20T01:33:00.000-04:00Lo, upon the horizon... Methinks I spot Siren. Let...Lo, upon the horizon... Methinks I spot Siren. Let us chart a course towards her!The Independent Observerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723383503135303248noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12540914.post-1127190672319106982005-09-20T00:31:00.000-04:002005-09-20T00:31:00.000-04:00So... Dwarf? Where the hell are ya? What does it m...So... Dwarf? Where the hell are ya? What does it mean when the compass thingy is dizzier than I am, and that wind gauge doodad has blown outta the rigging? Dwarf? Short guy? You awake? You even there?coyotehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13849975141730668288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12540914.post-1127189380650236582005-09-20T00:09:00.000-04:002005-09-20T00:09:00.000-04:00Okay, Dwarf. But d'you know how hard it is to find...Okay, Dwarf. But d'you know how hard it is to find your sea legs when you've got twice as many as everybody else? And, hey, why did the cook stagger down into the scuppers after he catered the canapes?coyotehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13849975141730668288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12540914.post-1127188864938196742005-09-20T00:01:00.000-04:002005-09-20T00:01:00.000-04:00Arr, calm down lassies, tis just a wee blow.I be g...Arr, calm down lassies, tis just a wee blow.<BR/><BR/>I be goin below to catch a few winks. <BR/><BR/>Keep a weather eye on the compass and the wind guage, Coyote.4th Dwarfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11078187712957062528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12540914.post-1127188441778041912005-09-19T23:54:00.000-04:002005-09-19T23:54:00.000-04:00The winds are picking up . . . Ahhh, I can't speak...The winds are picking up . . . Ahhh, I can't speak pirate talk, I'm so sick, all this grog and rocking on the Vendetta. Ohhh, groan. I'm sea sick, and the Dwarf keeps trying to rip off my shell, and Agatha is no use whatsoever, I don't know where she is. Muttering on about Bob probably. Oh, oh, oh, these waves are too much. Coyote keeps howling . . . oh man. . . I'm going to jump.Conch Shellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06261764790552635523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12540914.post-1127168403107750222005-09-19T18:20:00.000-04:002005-09-19T18:20:00.000-04:00I'm waiting to join that pirate ship, maties. Come...I'm waiting to join that pirate ship, maties. Come collect me.Conch Shellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06261764790552635523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12540914.post-1127165454767309762005-09-19T17:30:00.000-04:002005-09-19T17:30:00.000-04:00Ahh, 'tis nothin' like Pirate Day to put the arrr ...Ahh, 'tis nothin' like Pirate Day to put the arrr in the Independent Observ-arrr! Batten down the hatches, maties, we's in fer a most glorious time in raisin' our mugs to the three most important things t' any plunderer worth 'is sea salt: drinkin', pillagin' and sensible footwear! Arrr!The Independent Observerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723383503135303248noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12540914.post-1127140724748009032005-09-19T10:38:00.000-04:002005-09-19T10:38:00.000-04:00Arr, Nate, don't be hoisting yer sails before the ...Arr, Nate, don't be hoisting yer sails before the wind starts a-blowing.<BR/><BR/><I>posted by 5th Muse @ Saturday, <A HREF="http://5thmuse.blogspot.com/2005/09/well-apparently-hell-hath-no-fury-like.html" REL="nofollow">September 17, 2005:</A> I guess I shouldn't be going out at all.</I><BR/><BR/>And are ye sayin' yer vow of chastity were thrust upon ye?4th Dwarfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11078187712957062528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12540914.post-1127139856353458552005-09-19T10:24:00.000-04:002005-09-19T10:24:00.000-04:00Oh, what the hell: Arrrr-oooo!Oh, what the hell: <I>Arrrr-oooo</I>!coyotehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13849975141730668288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12540914.post-1127136031261949332005-09-19T09:20:00.000-04:002005-09-19T09:20:00.000-04:00Shiver me timbers, it's pirate day. And a top of t...Shiver me timbers, it's pirate day. And a top of the day to all me fellow buccanneers. And arrrrr, arrrrr, arrrrr.Conch Shellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06261764790552635523noreply@blogger.com