Monday, September 06, 2004

 

The Right Weapon for the Right Job

Ahoy me buckos and buckettes! It's yer Uncle Slappy with his Helpful Hint o' the Day!
Yer weapon is yer friend. But like any friend, it has to be bought, paid for and/or stolen at the cost of some other fool's miserable life.

Me own favorite weapon is me BLUNDERBUSS. Can ye say "Blunderbuss?" Aye, I know ye can!

Cementhands McCormack's favorite weapon is his massive pair of hands which can lay a well-armed opponent low with one blow (don't ye know?)-vo-di-doh-doh.

Always scrappy, Ol' Chumbucket can inflict all kinds o' damage with naught but a bucket full o' chum.

So, what be YER favorite weapon when locked in a struggle at sea? (Or in yer local tavern?)

Comments:
Me wits. When I can gather 'em.

Otherwise, (a) me womanly curves or (b) me cast-iron skillet, dependin'.
 
Aye, I've SEEN our Jezebel in action at various social functions and in addition to her own much-touted skills and features (she knows how to USE them curves to full advantage!) she also uses her high tolerance for alcohol to "out-drink" her opponents (and friends).

But I've ORDERED me BLUNDERBUSS from the Seven Bros. Store on our LINKS page - I'm Goin' to be "BLUNDERBUSSTASTIC!"
 
Sweet Jayzus, gimme the cat o' nine or even the cat o' eighteen rather than make me watch that bloody movie. Pretty lethal, I agree. Still, I think the best overall weapon is the good old ax. Call me a fundementalist.

Rosco C. Hatten
 
Ahoy Frigid! Have ye tried watchin' "The Unbearable Lightness o' Bein'" with yer Harpee o' a wench? That'll be a "Kill or be killed" situation right thar!
 
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