You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

[Bashley]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

Oh Capt'n Jaaaack! Caught you at it.

FallenAngel;353139 wrote: My apologies Bashley, I should have introduced myself to you in my prior message. I'm the founder of the Sisterhood of Flying Projectiles.... we live over in the castle on the other side of forumville.
I take it none of our victims volunteers have landed in your backyard after getting flung from our precious Devine Boon......
ain't she a beauty?>>>>>>>>>>>

You are certainly more than welcome to take a ride on her.....
but you'll have to wait.... there's always a line-up. The quickie weekend flings always seem to be popular with the guys, whereas us girls like to take our time, letting the anticipation build....just ask CaptnJack, he's been begging for weeks for me to finally release the lever! LMAO

26th June Whenever

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Captn' how are our coffers?
After my purchases last week , we might have just enough left for one of these Divine Boons.
We could build a sturdy extension deck astern, below the Poop deck and your privy window to mount it and create a horse-shoe crescent track and runners, to maintain 140 degree fields of fire, through both aft quadrants. It looks to me, like we?ll need plenty of space behind to cock this mean bugger.
Effectively protecting us from sneak attacks from behind whilst the main cannons on main and below deck, can be brought to bear for broadsides.
Of course we will need an expert from the Sisterhood to teach us all in the art of Flinging.
Fallen Angel, could you spare anyone for some "live fire" training, in the coming days?
If so, I'll have to use my pocket Alddis lamp to signal "The Trader"
Kindly reply by return parrot, directly to the ship. I am aboard the Factfinder and have very limited OTHAFA (Over the Horizon and Far Away) communications.

Bashley

[tlrgs]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

yeah the month is almost over but the fight is always going on never give up..lets kick some al ass

[magic]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

Thank you Mountain Woman for so delicately addressing the issue of the puddles.

Perhaps we should just lock the door of the head, issue the women keys and be done with it.

Daisy, we'll put you in with Sheep for now, is that all right? Don't be ascared now, all will be well. Hang on to us instead of the bow. 'Tis an old ship the Captn's got us sailing and the bow is likely to give way. We don't want to lose you so early on. I like you already.

You and Sheep relax for a bit, now, there's some Evian left, while Lori and I consult Karen as to which way it 'tis that our Tawny's at. If we can't figure out those instructions, being women and all, we can always stop and ask directions.

The chocolate stash is just there, no over there. Help yourself. Are either of you fluent in Russian?

Sheep, I agree, again, with Lori, you're going to be one hot sheep. Tawny is a knitter extraordinaire and would so appreciate the trade. She could whip you up a jacket in just a few hours time. I plan to scout out some lovely quilts to co-ordinate with each and everyones garters while ashore so never fear, you won't be chilly at night.

Lori, what about one of those doily things for the bog?

I think it's Jay's watch, I need a nap. By my count there's three full days left in June.

m. xxx

[SunDaisy]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

Daisy is aboard now, resting as instructed. But I've got some energy if needed.

Interesting to note: I was at a place here they call "Buck-Star Trading Post" this morning loading up on supplies for the voyage (coffee to be exact). And not a word of a lie: as I was standing there waiting with a bunch of others, no doubt gearing up for their own days adventures... A gigantic post on the wall was advertising to the world: "BUCK-STAR #1 CUSTOMER: AL". Nearly buckled me at the knees.

Now if this wasn't a magical sign I don't know what is. So I'm thinkin' Al the Snake can't resist and can't put up much of a fight against us who have the coffee on our side and in our bellies. So made it a double, loaded up the duffle with some for you all and brought enough to last us a good long time.

I'm here, I'm ready and I've got coffee.

Daisy

[magic]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

Hey Daisy,

Mystical, mysterious messages!

Great aren't they?

Coffee, chocolate and Evian. What more could a girl want?

m. xxx

P.S. Can you read a map?

[SunDaisy]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

Signs and Maps

Ahoy,

Well, the magical sign today came easy, almost hit me in the head if you will. Funny I asked Bash to warn me if anything might come wailing toward my head and as clear headed as I've been lately without the vinofuzz, I saw it my damned self!

Maps? As long as we've got the GPS, count me in, I'm your mapgirl. And of course I've already offered up my coffee services and I'm all around good in the galley.

I'm certainly going to need some "live fire" training lessons from one of Angels mates, or else I fear someone's going to loose an eye, or much worse a squirrel nut. HA!

And don't worry Bash (or Luk) about the smoking. One habit I've been lucky enough to be able to avoid, and I don't know how, with how that slimey Snake puts me out of my own head and makes me do horrible things to my own body.

Sheep, nice to meet you, I guess we'll be rooming together.

I don't speak Russian, but a little Spanish in case we run off course; it could come in handy.

Adios amigos,

Daisy

[Sheepish]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

Ahoy Mates!
Shouldn't have taken that Dramamine- clearly it is not formulated for my delicate sheepish nature. Sorry to have slept so long but I am now awake and stand at the ready for instructions. Good day to you SunDaisy. Nice to have a roommate with such a pretty name.

I am gathering that the consensus is that I should have a bit of a shear. Magic- I thank you for your assertion that I will be hot (of course, I have just realized you mean the temperature kind- oh well) I submit to your wishes and donate my wool to the cause. (However, please none of those crazy faux-hawks or anything like that- I am a semi-dignifed type)

- I am not fluent in Russian I have seen Dr Zhivago AND have visited Belarus so could fake it if necessary. I do speak a mean French and am willing to use it.

To contribute- I will bring the 'ambience'- one should never travel aboard a ship without candles, music, fresh flowers, lovely bath products and trashy magazines. (Good for those long nites on watch) I'll bring a treat for you boys too- don't worry.

As for AL- I am a sheep yet I think we all know what kind of animal dresses in sheeps clothing. Willing to bring it out if necessary- no full moon required.

Onward and upwards-
-Sheep

[lukalee]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

Sheepish, I am so glad that you are bringing nice smelling products on board; I think all this food and coffee on this voyage has given my the worst gas ever!!!!! I am used to McDonald's, not this healthy crap.
So, everyone grab a trendy gas mask. (I get the white one to match my garter belt!)

[Captnjack]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

The dreaded vindaloo tabago strain

I have been holed up in my cabin with the dreaded Vindaloo Tabago strain. Sorry for my scarcity. Its affects give new meaning to the saying ?through the eye of a needle". Welcome dear Sheep as Lori advised we shall be in the tropics so you may wish to consider receiving a short back and sides NO.1 in order to keep from overheating.

Please forgive us gents, dear lassies for the unfortunate aim in the head of the male crew of late. Nevertheless, please understand as the Garter lurches and lists and pitches this simple task does become difficult again similar to threading a needle with a bad case of the shakes.

Lori we shall replenish supplies in the meet up with the Russian Kraut trader however due diligence is required as he may be an associate of snakes. If unsuccessful Tawny may be able to arrange a drop from her circling tiger moth.

Dex a meth addicted cat hey. Well 2 days in the hole will fix that. However, I hope the foul odour does not add her agitated state.

I agree with first mate and master mariner Bash. If we could attempt to transport a smaller design of the ?Devine boom? for some sea, going flings, I think that would be excellent for the morale of the crew. I believe this can only be approved by its inventor the dear Angel and the sisterhood. We await thier reply.

Welcome Sun Daisy please forgive my absence upon your arrival. The garter is not blessed with the likes of GPS units. On her in the capable hands of her navigator bash, noon sights Stars, sextants and chart plotters are enough. You may wish to sit in on a session with him.

Luk glad you got the most powerful hand gun in the world on board. That shitty lying scum snake is lurking I feel it.

Onward bound me hearty?s
Cap

[magic]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

Sheep......I was getting worried but didn't want to wake you, you seemed to be having such a good sleep, Sheep.

Flowers, coffee, candles, music, chocolate, Evian and lovely bath products......oh, my. What spoiled little pirates we are.
Please hide the trashy mags from Bash and Capt'n Jack. We'll never see them again.

I'm afraid it takes a good long while to heat the water for the bath so I had better get started. I don't remember the protocol for who goes first. Is it oldest to youngest or cleanest to dirtiest? I think perhaps it shall be ladies first, though. Do we want to use the big tub or the little un?

Perhaps Tawny will have a DVD player and we can watch Dr. Zhivago again. I love that movie as well. How will we recognize her flag? Does anyone know?

Daisy, Bash gave the GPS away. I'm afraid that I can't make head nor tails out of his long winded directions and I am the first to admit that I am directionally challenged.

As you have declared yourself clear headed I'm putting you in charge of explaining to me what on earth Bash has said. I do understand right, left, up and down. In and out, of course (and 'this end up') but that's about it.

Sheep, since you had such a good sleep, it's your watch. Be ever diligent please and don't hesitate to sound the alarm.

Lori, my dear, I've found an old, used but still good toilet seat down below. I've boiled it up for you and stored it under your bunk. For your use only.

Luk, dear, come out please. Bring that little chimp with you. He'll be very entertaining.

Dex. Go take the kitty and have a lie down. Poor thing.

magic xxx

[lukalee]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

Hey, my garter has GPS. :H
I'm going to hell in a hand basket.

[dexterhead]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

All: I think the voyage MUST continue in July! I am simply not ready to disembark. Now we have Sheep, whether or not she is planning for a cooling summer shear, Daisy, Magic, Tawny, Lori .. ever so many ... and the males have even somewhat committed to trying to contain their sprinklings ..
Whoever's willing to stay afloat .. I will bring some Spam and other frightful meats for the lean days .. and some fireworks would be fun to set off over the seas for the upcoming Yank holiday . Otherwise, I can only contribute the insane cat, but he is wiildly energetic and will very efficiently take care of shipboard vermin. However, he does require a strobe light each evening along with the soundtrack of "Saturday Night Fever" ...

[magic]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

Dex...... FIREWORKS!!!!!!!!!

July 1 st is a big FIREWORKS holiday for the Canadians.

A ships cat is just what we need. Stoned or not. Poor thing.

m. xxx

[Bashley]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

Lori & the Sheep. T2B- Scribe Position open

lorisunshine;353241 wrote: Sheep, let me welcome you aboard. I don?t mean to get too personal, but do you really need all that fleece. Ever the practical crew member it came to mind that we could give you a crop and gift your fleece to the Tawn, our insular knitter; that?s the least we can do in exchange for her generous offer of provisions. You would feel so much more comfortable while scrubbing the deck.

While I am on the subject of scrubbing, let me just make one strong suggestion to the males amongst the crew. In the absence of the ongoing global discussion over toilet lids staying up or down on the ?Garter? we nevertheless have to address the nightly occurring puddles that need to be flushed and scrubbed after every night watch. Would you guys humour us by using the leeward side to ?you know what?? That would explain why you all have yellow knees.

Captn, where do we refurbish our liquid sustenance in this neck of the woods? Barrels are getting low. I really miss the effervessance of my Don Perrier. Any volcanic islands coming our way?

Must have been too busy burnishing my pea shooter and missed the Whitsundays altogether and now am looking forward to find my land legs on Tawny?s beach. Oh, we shall feast and make merry.

Should go and brush up on my French for our ?Kraut? rendezvous off Martinique. Too bad I left my Russian dictionary at home.

Be vigilant and on watch for the slime ball.

Bon voyage,
Lori

Mountain Woman,

Shave that sheep. Please.

Sheep,

When you have donated your fleece to Tawny, Morf into anything you want to be that makes you happy and useful aboard ship.

You need to be able to swim and go into battle against Snake Boy Al. Bo Peep has not signed on for this voyage, so in your present condition, all Snakeboy has to do is call one of the Mottley Crewe over with a shepherd's crook and well.... I can't say I blame him; Rack of Lamb (Medium Rare) is one of my favourites too! Get my drift - worse than a darkened raft!!

Karen,

Would you be willing; to sell for one shilling, your quill and ink pot?
Please say you will;
Knot, not.

With the recent flurry of activity and my constant flitting about from one Cartesian coordinate to another, I find myself being distracted from my duties.
As you have seemingly limitless writing powers, we would all be honoured to have you as ship's quartermaster and record keeper.
Of course this will not excuse you from maning/womaning your post (leave that post to me) when the "All Hands on Deck!!" sounds.
Bye the way you might inform a certain lady that if she looks out over the Starboard (Right) gunwall rail, there's a bleedin' great volcano filling the skyline. Perrier is in abundance in the Marche Sainte Pierre, however make a wide bearth around Le Distillerie Deppaz unless heavily armed with Butt Shot. The blasted French Division of Drunken Sotts is camped out in force.

Note that I use the lubber's word for Horizon. When crap obscures a horizon, it seems to be called a skyline.

Ha! Tickle me trousaux with an Emu feather !! I feel the wind backing a couple of points to the N.N.W. All the better for our run to Hell.

Look lively now shipmates!
If you haven't got the belly for this.... Magic is also our Surgeon and Chief Potiontate. Gentle in her art but more lippy than a thirsty llama. Thankfully, without the frothy stuff.
She has persuaded me that the Garter Belt's plank should be used for half-piking and belly flopping.

What say you Capt'n? What could be more of a diversion, & more fun, than a good old fashioned, soft shoe shuffle to the sharks for waystrels and milanderers??
What's our world coming to by Jo've??

FIVE MORE DAYS - How is everyone doing so far?

Forgive me I must withdraw to a secret place; not far away. Much planning, fixes and consulting my charts. We have all declared war on this low life bastard. So as a very famous statesman,soothsayer and alcoholic, like all of us aboard, once said:-

"In war, Truth is guarded by a bodyguard of lies."

The plan will be revealed when my scouts return with confirmation of my suspicions, as to the exact whereabouts of the Snake. He's is vey close; not twenty five hundred furlongs distant.
We are outward bound shipmates!! Did you ever doubt it? Remember, loose lips ,sink ships. That's why our next waypoint (where were going) is locked safely away in one of the dark holes of what's left of this pickled brain

Those up on watch, stay vigilant.
Those that are tired, sleep and drink lots of the water from the barrels that Lori will bring on board shortly. They will be topped off before we set sail tomorrow night and all our supplies have been tallied and stowed away.

On the morrow then. Be well.

[magic]

You feeling lucky Punk make my June day

Can't any of us flipping count?

hahahahahahaa................................

m. xxxxxxx