KillerMuffin
Seraphically Disinclined
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- Jul 29, 2000
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I only ask this because my son and I just turned my entire house into a pirate ship.
I, the Captain in Her Majesty's Navy charged with bringing the scurvy scalaway NoBeard, terror of the 12 seas and master of Godzilla (He's 5, he has to work Godzilla in there somewhere), to face Her Majesty's justice.
With my first mate, the monochromatic toe biting wanna be taco bell mutt, I boarded The Dread Pirate NoBeard's ship and engaged him in battle. NoBeard and his first mate, the disinterested dalmation, put up a valiant and brave fight, to no avail!
My zuchinni was bigger. We clashed zuchinnis up and down the length of his ship, wreaking destruction whereever we went, heartening my men, as I was winning. Soon, the entire fate of his crew boiled down to his zuchinnimanship. Their lives rested in his little hand.
Valiantly though he fought, with true skill with zuchinni, he was no match for my relentless prowess with the zuchinni. Next time we meet on the high seas, NoBeard plans on using a different weapon. Perhaps a cucumber.
I backed NoBeard into a corner, disarmed him, and administered the tickled torture. He confessed to his evil deeds and was promptly clapped into school clothes.
I, CaptianMuffin, the master zuchinniman, have once again saved the day.
At my house, we play with our food.
I, the Captain in Her Majesty's Navy charged with bringing the scurvy scalaway NoBeard, terror of the 12 seas and master of Godzilla (He's 5, he has to work Godzilla in there somewhere), to face Her Majesty's justice.
With my first mate, the monochromatic toe biting wanna be taco bell mutt, I boarded The Dread Pirate NoBeard's ship and engaged him in battle. NoBeard and his first mate, the disinterested dalmation, put up a valiant and brave fight, to no avail!
My zuchinni was bigger. We clashed zuchinnis up and down the length of his ship, wreaking destruction whereever we went, heartening my men, as I was winning. Soon, the entire fate of his crew boiled down to his zuchinnimanship. Their lives rested in his little hand.
Valiantly though he fought, with true skill with zuchinni, he was no match for my relentless prowess with the zuchinni. Next time we meet on the high seas, NoBeard plans on using a different weapon. Perhaps a cucumber.
I backed NoBeard into a corner, disarmed him, and administered the tickled torture. He confessed to his evil deeds and was promptly clapped into school clothes.
I, CaptianMuffin, the master zuchinniman, have once again saved the day.
At my house, we play with our food.