'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers clogged with rotting red
And there they lay I damn me eyes
All lookouts clapped on Paradise
All souls bound just contrarywise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
I still have the image of Reg standing at the foot of the bed in the dark. He drops it, the room lights up with the disco nuts and Smooth Criminal from MJ starts playing as he moonwalks to the bed.
Brony style? You need to watch that video on YouTube. Kaiser linked it the other day and it's hilarious.
This thread is just going places we should probably not be going, Closing.