Harr, this is the place for ye who wis to speak pirate. Me be starting this topic because me bootey is gone, like the rom. Why is always the rom gone? why?
I be Magnus Black Mustard Beard. Plundering the shores of Oskarshamn. Avast, ye scurvy old forum has yet not granted me parley and I be not welcome here it seems. Aye, Good where the days when I hade me rom.
Aye Magnus Black Mustard, as Swashbuckling Governor of this shabby wretch of an island, I grant ye parley and a letter of free-roving! Come on into me harbours, anchor in me cove and drink me rom.
If it's empty when I come back, I'll keelhaul ye sorry shell!
Master Tang: [Voice Over] Ok, so here were my options. (a), quickly duck left, dodge the claw and take him out with a spinning back kick, or (b), take the claw in the face, roll on the ground and die.
Master Tang: Hmm, should have gone with (a)
Well I commanded not only youre rome but youre moma to:P
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Master Tang: [Voice Over] Ok, so here were my options. (a), quickly duck left, dodge the claw and take him out with a spinning back kick, or (b), take the claw in the face, roll on the ground and die.
Master Tang: Hmm, should have gone with (a)
Master Tang: [Voice Over] Ok, so here were my options. (a), quickly duck left, dodge the claw and take him out with a spinning back kick, or (b), take the claw in the face, roll on the ground and die.
Master Tang: Hmm, should have gone with (a)
That s pretty hard to do on man that have no soul, ask me friend about it.
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Master Tang: [Voice Over] Ok, so here were my options. (a), quickly duck left, dodge the claw and take him out with a spinning back kick, or (b), take the claw in the face, roll on the ground and die.
Master Tang: Hmm, should have gone with (a)
Now don´t ye be rude and go around this stinkin port and complain and wine about smell, lad. I´d say you all stink like comon fishermen. It takes a good hard workin sea captain to stop the hazzle and the fightin and the roamin in this wretched rotten old port. So, if yere all in your good fluids and wish to continue beeing so, don´t make me be draggin me rapier and me pistol on ye. Now ye shall know that ye be teached by captain of the Devestator, Captain Iron Tooth the farseer.
Harr, so ye think ye can win a duell with me, ye scurvey seadog? Ye have no rapier since i already stole it from ye, and your pistol is out of gunpowder.. Haharr, ye be no match for me! I will dine well tonight, knowing that ye rest at the bottom of the black sea. If ye don´t hoist ye sails and sail far far away i will make ye walk the plank. Yarr
Now, ye se, thinkin is belivin, and me be no religious man. Knowin, now thats me buissnes. And now ye think ye stole me rapier, and thats why me say yer a comon fisherman. Ye managed to steal me binoculars while me be teaching these other searats a good old lesson of manors. Now thats brave to steal a mans binoculars while he be watching a nother way. And ye may not dear me gun is out of powder do ye, fisherman? But now, let´s not be rude and loud, let us simply let the matter be, as soon as ye give me binoculars back. Then me might forgeve ye and let the matter fall like a coconut to the ground. what say ye, drinker of mustard beer?
Aye, ye binoculars I did steal, but then whos rapier has I stolen? Ye call me fisherman? That is a huge insult and I will have ye toung on a plate for that. Harr, you is rude and call me fisherman, and peace there can not be. And I don´t drink mustard beer ye lowlife shipboy, I am Magnus Black Mustard Beard... arr ye will never forget that when i´m done with ye!
Aye Magnus ye filthy landlubber, dat be me rapier ye has stolen! Bring it back to me this instant, and ye may sail out of me port with less holes then what ye came in with!
And if ye laddies want to duell or any of the sort, ye best be doing it outside of me waters ye hear me!
Harr, ye will be sorry for making me angry. The Krakken i will unleach upon you, aye I will! And I will keep ye rapier as a memori of how badly you fight, all rusty it is!
Ye i maight have no friends but I have you as me buttyboy!
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Master Tang: [Voice Over] Ok, so here were my options. (a), quickly duck left, dodge the claw and take him out with a spinning back kick, or (b), take the claw in the face, roll on the ground and die.
Master Tang: Hmm, should have gone with (a)
Aye dat settles it Mustard Beard, ye is now banished from me ol' port, and not only dat, but ye will have to answer to me for the insults of the rapiers!
I challenge ye to a duell Black Mustard Beard, and unless ye is a yellow bellied son of a tomato plant ye shall accept!
Aye, I accept, even though I usually don´t accept challanges from sons of the bordellgirls like ye. Ye will be no good to the wenches when i´m done with ye, ye will beg me to end ye life!
What have I to fear from a good fer nuttin pirate who can neither log in before he writes or spell Brothel correctly? Nay, I have nothin' to fear, bring it on ye scallywag!
Master Tang: [Voice Over] Ok, so here were my options. (a), quickly duck left, dodge the claw and take him out with a spinning back kick, or (b), take the claw in the face, roll on the ground and die.
Master Tang: Hmm, should have gone with (a)
Master Tang: [Voice Over] Ok, so here were my options. (a), quickly duck left, dodge the claw and take him out with a spinning back kick, or (b), take the claw in the face, roll on the ground and die.
Master Tang: Hmm, should have gone with (a)
Master Tang: [Voice Over] Ok, so here were my options. (a), quickly duck left, dodge the claw and take him out with a spinning back kick, or (b), take the claw in the face, roll on the ground and die.
Master Tang: Hmm, should have gone with (a)