buckethead alien wrote:Howdy Sam. What's with your 'tired ass?'
My tired ass is just barely holding me up... this whole "work" thing has got to go. I'd live off the land, but the land pickin's have become extemely slim over the last century or two.
Maybe I'll raid an offshore bank or something...
HEY!! THAT'S IT!!! LET'S HAVE A RAIDING PARTY!!!! ARRRRGGGGHHH!!!
ALRIGHT, MEN!!! WHO'S WITH ME!!??
uh... oh yeah... and the women! Sorry...
OKAY, MEN AND WOMEN!! WHO'S WITH ME!!??
oops... and non-gender specific humans... my bad...
SO... MEN, WOMEN, UMMM... AND YOU OTHER GUYS... WHO'S WITH ME??!!
.. oh, and the sentient, non humans, too... uhhhh
THIS IS IT!!! MEN, WOMEN, YOU OTHER GUYS, AND ALL YOU THINKING CREATURES OF THE MAMMALIAN, REPTILLIAN, ...uh...
PICEAN... SINGLE CELLED VARIETY... uhhh...
OH YEAH! AND THE BUCKETS... er...
ALIENS AND OTHER LIFE FORMS... LET'S ALL CLIMB ABOARD THE BLACK BEAUTY AND SAIL HER... uhh...
HERM... HISM? WELL, YOU KNOW... THE BOAT... AND SAIL TO FAR TORTUGA AND .... aw... nevermind...
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It's too much effort to be a pirate in this PC age...)
Another Glen Morange, por favor....
The revolutionary does not grow up because he cannot grow, while the creative individual cannot grow up because he keeps growing ~~ Eric Hoffer