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Saturday, June 03, 2006

Longsense

Longsense, aye, yer voice raises yer cap'n like a bloody Lazarus, aye, like the codpiece of an ornery youth what puts into bay after long travail 'pon the salty tumult, a seafarer, aye, an exile 'pon tide & tumble. What tales I've yet to tell ye, to tell ye all who waited 'pon the knocking for the truth to unfurl, aye, as smoke does, the ghost from the cannon's roar. I've tales, laddies, 'pon me word, I've tales to tell. Now I be wary from wind & word, lads, but I'll be hasty with me return, ere another two months fall o'er the cusp o' oblivion...

2 Comments:

Blogger moonlight ambulette said...

ay, but i see not a single tale.

tis verily a load of blarney!

7:02 PM  
Anonymous the bo'son said...

Aye, the cusp o' oblivion, through whose snaggle-toothed maw many a bo'son as meself hath passed, our whistles full shryll reverberating 'mongst the guts and sinews of that dreaded beast. Yea, 'tis the mule shark I speak of. No, wait, 'twas the cusp o' oblivion. Never mind ye, never mind.

9:59 AM  

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