this girl is beutiful

Sulkdodds said:
It's attached to your wallet, so people don't have to bother reaching in to steal it. They can just yank your chain and run off with all your money. :D

but that would be criminal ....maybe I should just wear a money belt ...oh and btw is Hippity Hop still popular? I have some Boys to Men we can listen to in my car ...should I take the baby seat out before we go cruising?
 
seriously, you'll fit right in with my crowd.
 
kaf11 said:
seriously, you'll fit right in with my crowd.

yay!!! a little warning though ..the wife doesnt like me coming home late and she might have to call you to make sure we'll behave ...oh and I can drink most people under the table :)
 
yarrr, natalie portman and scarlett johannsen be my favorite, that they do mateys.

bliink be hot also, yaaar
 
... a bag of ice doused with gasoline and on fire, matey!
 
yes, once, but normal lubbers such as yourself cannae see the other ones :0
 
Bliink and I are going to run off and get married. I'll gallop through the town on my steed while she waves at me for her rescue. I'll hack my way through a swath of guards (without getting much blood on my garments, mind you) and she'll leap into my arms when I reach her. We shall ride off into the sunset, onto a grassy hill where a priest will await us, smiling approvingly. The little pixies and fairy children shall spin about in the air, giggling with joy, spreading their magic dust about our intimate and sacred grounds. From that point on, we shall be forever enjoined. I'll bring her close to me and we'll gently close our eyes, about to press our lips together in a dreamy daze. The sky will turn a purple hue, the stars sparkling, a bright crescent moon hanging above our heads. The flowers will begin to bloom in anticipation of this longing kiss, and all the kingdom's creatures shall turn their heads to us in recognition of this momentous event; waiting...

After that, I'll stop dropping acid.
 
arrg bliink is like a princes siren yarr

parrot=phew yeah hot guarg
 
hehe ...for some odd reason I have this mental picture of Bliink standing on top of a pile of broken bodies belonging to would-be hl2.net suitors ..she's a tough mama
 
Pirates don't "get" lasses. They rape the crap out of them, and I don't think bliink would appreciate that.
 
CptStern said:
hehe ...for some odd reason I have this mental picture of Bliink standing on top of a pile of broken bodies belonging to would-be hl2.net suitors ..she's a tough mama
yarrr, and cap'n ennui be crawlin' up the side of ye stack, matey!
 
ahahaha, this thread follows the usual progression

someone posts "girlz ar hawt lolz" thread
bliink comments "oh noes, photoshop lolz"
thread continues.
 
Aye, but with wun key dif'rence - we be pirates this time around.
 
I could make some innuendo regarding the word "progression", but then I'd be a pervert.
 
DreadLord1337 said:
Pirate day sucks.

Ye miserable urchin! Walk the plank before the cannon makes ye dressing on me vessel's side!
 
This be the best day of me life, mates.

Argh! Take in that sea air!
 
ahh, me hearties, the lootin' and plunderin' is what i do love
 
Sulkdodds said:
Mmm, booty.

We don't be havin' any wimmin' on board, if that be what ye implyin', sar.

But we have the cabin boy, argh. Oy reckon ye could give 'im a goin'.
 
arrr ye scalawag, none of that talk on me ship!
 
'Tis Munro's ship we be on, matey, and ye'd best respect that.

In before close, yarr!
 
Ennui be playin' a landlubber's game now, so no more pirate speak for now mateys!
 
Give this up? Nevaarrr! Not till the strike o' the midnight clock!
 
Am I the only one that finds those girls...not really all that hawt? I hope I'm not turnin' gay. :O
 
xLostx said:
You're always negative. You're banned.

noob.
pirate day sucks because there's no swords, and a severe lack of scurvy... and where are the peg-legs?

this is the worst pirate day ever...:frown:
 
Tr0n said:
Am I the only one that finds those girls...not really all that hawt? I hope I'm not turnin' gay. :O

TEH BLIINK SI HAWT

Or so I am told.
 
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