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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 11, 2007 2:11:01 GMT
Hmmmm....... I don't think I like just eye.....with not even an eyelid....  ....... Holey Nakedness??? Has he been shot that many times? **aims a pistol on Jack**......Hmm, I could see the fun in this...... |
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Post by madambeckett on Nov 11, 2007 2:13:34 GMT
From my position, safely in the arms of my beloved Lord Cutler Beckett.
"Sam, I joined this thing months ago and have only just reached Ragetti's eye!"
Cutler however, assures me that that is because I have been doing better things like writing essays for Uni, travelling to New Zealand and reading. Speaking of *pulls out Terry Goodkind's new book*.
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 11, 2007 4:25:02 GMT
..........shaddap ....... I would have never have been addicted if it wasn't for you!..... So..... um........... yeah,......... |
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Post by madambeckett on Nov 11, 2007 8:23:41 GMT
Hahaha...have some karma on me.
What were Cutler and I doing? Terry's new book - that's right
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Post by elizabethjaneswann on Nov 11, 2007 19:51:17 GMT
Hmmmm....... I don't think I like just eye.....with not even an eyelid.... ....... Holey Nakedness??? Has he been shot that many times? **aims a pistol on Jack**......Hmm, I could see the fun in this...... G'ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Jack, at least put some pants on so sam here won't murder you! *Jack puts pants on* No, the nakedness has gonnneee!!!!1
HA! *shoots sam's hat off* |
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Post by madambeckett on Nov 12, 2007 1:49:22 GMT
It was a balmy summer’s night. Glimmering lamps ignited the still surface of the large kidney shaped swimming pool. The soft splashing of the waves filled the air, adding to the heavy atmosphere of relaxation. Reclined upon two pool chairs, Lord Cutler Beckett and Admiral James Norrington were partaking in the consumption of beer, Cascade Draught to be precise. The enticing scent of cooking sausages wafted from the rustic brick barbeque, where Captains Jack Sparrow and Hector Barbossa were getting into a vicious argument over who got to use the tongs.
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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 12, 2007 10:01:17 GMT
Belsamuel walks over to Beckett and Norrington and pass them a St. George each "Get a bit of Gallantry into ya!" then walks over to Sparrow and Barbossa and points out while they've been arguing about the tongs, Monkey Jack has taken them and is sitting up a tree eating them!
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Post by elizabethjaneswann on Nov 12, 2007 19:31:32 GMT
I think for a moment....and decide that Belsamuel should clean Davy's Chamber Pot that flew into OUR "yard."
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Post by madambeckett on Nov 13, 2007 8:49:06 GMT
No...I think we'll get Mercer onto it.
"Mr Mercer!"
"Aye Lady Beckett?"
"See that...please go and clean it up!"
"Yes Ma'am."
Easy done. You have to love Mr Mercer.
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Post by elizabethjaneswann on Nov 13, 2007 19:35:08 GMT
...ahem...I could never love Mercer.
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Needless to say....Sammy has some work to do....for aiming that pistol at Jack.
*Jack turns*
*Blow-kiss*
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....... Holey Nakedness??? Has he been shot that many times?