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 Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 4:26 pm
An' 'e dilivereded me babe!
*holds up 5ammap babe*
An' wot's wrong wit' rum, eh! I zoo zo happen ta live off rum... an' pork... an' maybe zome rats... but it's rum all ze way! (an' as gov'ner it's my word!)
*drinks rum*
Zomezimes I make grog zo, add lemonaid ta rum...
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 4:41 pm
O.O
*is being held up in air*
Please put me down, I'm only a year olde
*starts to whine*
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 5:48 pm
Aye, rum be grea', but it be nice tae get a li'l variety occasion'ly. Ough' tae talk tae th' natives 'bou' drinks, I 'ear they got some in'resting concoctions.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 6:55 am
"Well I was just curious. normally a pirate doctor is a barber with a second job."
she checks her stock and sighs.
"No, sorry. just a huge variety of rum."
she looks over to zaMmap. "Do you need anything else ma'am?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 8:59 am
a sudden thought occured to her and she voiced a request of the assembled sea dogs.
"Pardon gents and ladies, but are there banana trees on this island?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 2:12 pm
Yeah. But son't touch ze one at ze end of 2nd street, zhat one be mine!
*drinks milk*
HUh? What?
*stares at bottle*
where's my rum?
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 4:10 pm
She sets a bottle down for her.
"here you go Ma'am."
Maya runs out to a banana palm and collects a few bushels worth. she takes them behind the pub, dumps them into a tightlysealed rum barrel and mashes them up. she pours warm water over the mush and mashes it up again. sealing the barrel up she manhandles the container down the stairs to the cellar and removes the seal to let the mash breathe.
she wipes her brow after the work and climbs back upstairs to get back to tending to the pirates.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 7:34 pm
after awhile she goes backdownstars to see to her concoction, which has been fermenting. she takes the mash, strains and boils the mixture and adds some molasses and hops to the mix. when she's finished with the boiling and mixing she throws a measured amount of yeast into the liquid and lets it sit to ferment again
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 1:11 am
If ye be wanting some more variety, I could always check The Blood Kittens stores for something. Hydro and myself got drunk out of rum the last time zammap stmbled aboard, so we had to recquisition some diferent beverages from a passing merchant ship. They also had some nice dinner settings on the ship.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 4:56 pm
Zure blame me!
*drinks rum*
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2005 2:41 pm
Courger walks into the pub with a paper in his hand and nails it on a wall saying: PirateMercenary for hire, look for Courger Wilcong. For the right pay, he'll do what you want, as long as he agrees to it.
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2005 10:42 pm
*Blasts into room singing*
What we need
is a bottle of rum
Lets all sing a shanty
from out of our bums!
*drinks rum*
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2005 10:52 pm
*strolls in again*
Hrmm, been a while since I was in here. I Like this joint...
*heads over to a corner table with a view out an upstairs window*
id like a drink of the house special please. In a clean glass this time.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2006 12:51 pm
*singing*
Hey dear friend
There're no servers 'ere
Ye'll 'ave ta go
an' get yer beer!
*drinks rum*
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 8:10 pm
*walks and gets a mug and some beer* "Here you go guy." he told the man who wanted beer *He hands him the beer*
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