So, do we fight, or do ye fly?

*blinks* Feels no worse than me own tears, which are ne'er shed for I be a heartless sea wench.

...*isn't in the mood anymore* I really don't feel like using my techniques on the likes of you... so..."

 

SUPREME TECHNIQUE #32! PIRATE DEATH IN PUMPKIN BREAD!

*whispers to Toy* What the hell be he shouting about?

*rolls out of the way*

 

I knew that was comin'

 

Now, we goin' to get started or ye goin' to play preschool games all day?

 

Reyler, It be Ninja trickery, that all.

YOU CANT TALK! YOU'RE DEAD AND IN BREAD! STOP MOCKING DEATH!

Aww, look, he thinks because he shouts something at us that it makes it happen! Cute!  :D

*stabs reyler* How about now? Nyah!

Almost pitiful if ye ask me.  Feel bad fer the fellow.

 

Well, she'll have tah get a new toe, but I think she do be fine.

*meditates on the situation*

I've got a closet full of spare parts.

 

And now, me pigeons, I need to get some sleep so I'm not completely dead at work tomorrow. Byes!  :-*

Peace!

Aye, I too, must catch up on some slumber.  We must finish this battle tomorrer!  And no cheating and attemptin' to slit our throats while we sleep!

As long as you sleep with the fish I have no problem  :P. Peace man

Alright!  Two more posts!  But just two!

Yeah, but Toy, I'm three hours ahead of you! What was it there, ten of clock?

69 - hehe...

 

11:00

 

Truthtell time, I wasn't sleeping, I was watching burn notice, the most kick-ass show made in YEARS! 

Oh, well that's okay then.

Only 453 pages to go.

Shuddup and post!

Okay.

*throws eggs at Gwampy* Dance, rummy!

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You're an Are.

Jealous?

How can I be?