19th

Kasper schreef:
>> It is almost here: September 19th
>>
>> Talk Like A Pirate Day.
>
> I hate pirates.
>
Admiral Kasper, pirate hunter.

Or grumpy smurf.

--
Danny.

This message is not archived

ervaqre wrote:
> emmel is a fearsome pirate...
>
>>> Arrrrrr! Ahoy matey. Allas I have to go to work for feed for my parrot.
>> Halt, ye dirty sea rascal. One more step an ye'll feel my wrath!
>> ::turns to the crew::
>> Load the cannons! Prime the sails! Prepare for battle! And can anyone
>> get me a piece of cheese cake?
>
> Crew? What crew? I though we killed all norn breeders during the last
> Aglami Insavion!? Seems like we forgot a few.
>
> *prepares secret weapon*
>

Better be a Psypher, because nothing else gets through dragon scales.

Oh, and here's the last bit of cheese cake, Emmel... The rest of the
crew was puttin' up a heck of a brawl for it. Sorry if it's a little...
mushed.

This message is not archived

Red Dragon is a fearsome pirate...

> Better be a Psypher, because nothing else gets through dragon scales.

Dragon scales? Norns have dragon scales!? I always thought they were
these little worms!!

> Oh, and here's the last bit of cheese cake, Emmel... The rest of the
> crew was puttin' up a heck of a brawl for it. Sorry if it's a little...
> mushed.

Where's Sean when you need him? SEAN!?!!

--
ervaqre, the lone usenet wanderer
go here: www.aglami.net

emmel schreef:
>>>> Arrrrrr! Ahoy matey. Allas I have to go to work for feed for my parrot.
>>> Halt, ye dirty sea rascal. One more step an ye'll feel my wrath!
>>> ::turns to the crew::
>>> Load the cannons! Prime the sails! Prepare for battle! And can anyone
>>> get me a piece of cheese cake?
>> We'll send you to the galley then, before you get scurvey, you
>> landlubber. Make haste, for we'll send you to the bottom of the sea
>> before long!
>
> Ts. I'm still here... always those hollow threats, erm threats.

What about a hollow treat?

/me gives Emmel a hollow cheescake made from the holes of gruyere.

Whatever did you do with those loaded cannons?

--
Danny.

DG wrote:
> emmel schreef:
>>>>> Arrrrrr! Ahoy matey. Allas I have to go to work for feed for
>>>>> my parrot.
>>>> Halt, ye dirty sea rascal. One more step an ye'll feel my
>>>> wrath! ::turns to the crew:: Load the cannons! Prime the sails!
>>>> Prepare for battle! And can anyone get me a piece of cheese
>>>> cake?
>>> We'll send you to the galley then, before you get scurvey, you
>>> landlubber. Make haste, for we'll send you to the bottom of the
>>> sea before long!
>>
>> Ts. I'm still here... always those hollow threats, erm threats.
>
> What about a hollow treat?
>
> /me gives Emmel a hollow cheescake made from the holes of gruyere.
>
> Whatever did you do with those loaded cannons?
>


Well, they were loaded... I believe they're passed out in the bunks.
Useless things.

Somebody go slap them around!

Red Dragon schreef:
>>>>> Halt, ye dirty sea rascal. One more step an ye'll feel my
>>>>> wrath! ::turns to the crew:: Load the cannons! Prime the sails!
>>>>> Prepare for battle! And can anyone get me a piece of cheese
>>>>> cake?
>>>> We'll send you to the galley then, before you get scurvey, you
>>>> landlubber. Make haste, for we'll send you to the bottom of the
>>>> sea before long!
>>>
>>> Ts. I'm still here... always those hollow threats, erm threats.
>>
>> What about a hollow treat?
>>
>> /me gives Emmel a hollow cheescake made from the holes of gruyere.
>>
>> Whatever did you do with those loaded cannons?
>>
>
>
> Well, they were loaded... I believe they're passed out in the bunks.
> Useless things.
>
> Somebody go slap them around!

Go slap your cannon? Be careful, it could discharge suddenly.

--
Danny.

This message is not archived

Thus Red Dragon spoke:

> DG wrote:
>> emmel schreef:
>>>>>> Arrrrrr! Ahoy matey. Allas I have to go to work for feed for
>>>>>> my parrot.
>>>>> Halt, ye dirty sea rascal. One more step an ye'll feel my
>>>>> wrath! ::turns to the crew:: Load the cannons! Prime the sails!
>>>>> Prepare for battle! And can anyone get me a piece of cheese
>>>>> cake?
>>>> We'll send you to the galley then, before you get scurvey, you
>>>> landlubber. Make haste, for we'll send you to the bottom of the
>>>> sea before long!
>>>
>>> Ts. I'm still here... always those hollow threats, erm threats.
>>
>> What about a hollow treat?
>>
>> /me gives Emmel a hollow cheescake made from the holes of gruyere.

Oh, that's evil...
Feel my steel, land lubber.

>> Whatever did you do with those loaded cannons?
>>
>
>
> Well, they were loaded... I believe they're passed out in the bunks.
> Useless things.
>
> Somebody go slap them around!

Lazy pigs, those!
--
emmel <the_emmel*you-know-what-that's-for*@gmx.net>
(Don't forget to remove the ** bit)

story archives available at http://ranira.wordpress.com

Official AGC feedback maniac

"God is playing creatures - and we're the norns."

"A hundred dead are a tragedy - a hundred thousand are statistics."

"I guess you can call yourself lucky." -
"I could, but Linda suits me a little better...
Things called lucky tend to get hit by trucks."

Proud owner of 1 (one) DISOBEDIENCE point.
Former owner of 1 (one) eating point (eaten, sigh).

Hi, I'm a .sig virus. Just copy me to your .signature. And don't worry.

Thus DG spoke:

> Red Dragon schreef:
>>>>>> Halt, ye dirty sea rascal. One more step an ye'll feel my
>>>>>> wrath! ::turns to the crew:: Load the cannons! Prime the sails!
>>>>>> Prepare for battle! And can anyone get me a piece of cheese
>>>>>> cake?
>>>>> We'll send you to the galley then, before you get scurvey, you
>>>>> landlubber. Make haste, for we'll send you to the bottom of the
>>>>> sea before long!
>>>>
>>>> Ts. I'm still here... always those hollow threats, erm threats.
>>>
>>> What about a hollow treat?
>>>
>>> /me gives Emmel a hollow cheescake made from the holes of gruyere.
>>>
>>> Whatever did you do with those loaded cannons?
>>>
>>
>>
>> Well, they were loaded... I believe they're passed out in the bunks.
>> Useless things.
>>
>> Somebody go slap them around!
>
> Go slap your cannon? Be careful, it could discharge suddenly.

That shows how much you know about those things, matey.
--
emmel <the_emmel*you-know-what-that's-for*@gmx.net>
(Don't forget to remove the ** bit)

story archives available at http://ranira.wordpress.com

Official AGC feedback maniac

"God is playing creatures - and we're the norns."

"A hundred dead are a tragedy - a hundred thousand are statistics."

"I guess you can call yourself lucky." -
"I could, but Linda suits me a little better...
Things called lucky tend to get hit by trucks."

Proud owner of 1 (one) DISOBEDIENCE point.
Former owner of 1 (one) eating point (eaten, sigh).

Hi, I'm a .sig virus. Just copy me to your .signature. And don't worry.

Thus ervaqre spoke:

> Red Dragon is a fearsome pirate...
>
>> Better be a Psypher, because nothing else gets through dragon scales.
>
> Dragon scales? Norns have dragon scales!? I always thought they were
> these little worms!!

Oh, the norns are just our cannon fodder. We are their gods (and
goddess, respectively). And while we are at it:
Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for they breath fire and you on
a wooden ship.

>> Oh, and here's the last bit of cheese cake, Emmel... The rest of the
>> crew was puttin' up a heck of a brawl for it. Sorry if it's a little...
>> mushed.

Thanks for he cake. (And never mind the hand prints in it.) Now we're
ready to strike. Kinda.

> Where's Sean when you need him? SEAN!?!!

Perhaps eaten by the norns? Could be if he disguised himself as an
immortal elephant, you know...
--
emmel <the_emmel*you-know-what-that's-for*@gmx.net>
(Don't forget to remove the ** bit)

story archives available at http://ranira.wordpress.com

Official AGC feedback maniac

"God is playing creatures - and we're the norns."

"A hundred dead are a tragedy - a hundred thousand are statistics."

"I guess you can call yourself lucky." -
"I could, but Linda suits me a little better...
Things called lucky tend to get hit by trucks."

Proud owner of 1 (one) DISOBEDIENCE point.
Former owner of 1 (one) eating point (eaten, sigh).

Hi, I'm a .sig virus. Just copy me to your .signature. And don't worry.

Thus ervaqre spoke:

> emmel is a fearsome pirate...
>
>>> Dragon scales? Norns have dragon scales!? I always thought they were
>>> these little worms!!
>>
>> Oh, the norns are just our cannon fodder. We are their gods (and
>> goddess, respectively). And while we are at it:
>> Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for they breath fire and you on
>> a wooden ship.
>
> You have it all messed up I see. Norns are worms.

Now I know what filth and stupidity really are. (En garde.)

> You are norn breeders, not dragons.

Tell that to the dragon...
::points::

> A norn breeder is some sort of peasant who, well, breeds norns.

There are no peasants here, we are an autonomous collective.

> A dragon is a whole other creature, but they come from
> alt.fan.dragons, not from AGC!

We sometimes leave the doors open.

>>> Where's Sean when you need him? SEAN!?!!
>>
>> Perhaps eaten by the norns? Could be if he disguised himself as an
>> immortal elephant, you know...
>
> No, Sean is the guy who bakes cakes over here. But he's missing.

See? Our Ninja Agent Norns must have gotten him.
--
emmel <the_emmel*you-know-what-that's-for*@gmx.net>
(Don't forget to remove the ** bit)

story archives available at http://ranira.wordpress.com

Official AGC feedback maniac

"God is playing creatures - and we're the norns."

"A hundred dead are a tragedy - a hundred thousand are statistics."

"I guess you can call yourself lucky." -
"I could, but Linda suits me a little better...
Things called lucky tend to get hit by trucks."

Proud owner of 1 (one) DISOBEDIENCE point.
Former owner of 1 (one) eating point (eaten, sigh).

Hi, I'm a .sig virus. Just copy me to your .signature. And don't worry.