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Subject: *Swift drops his accent.* Shinin', marm. Yer the jewel o' the seas! We coulda fought on our own, but if yer willin' to feed us, we'd be more than grateful. Oh, an' don't lissen to me mate Rudd 'ere. We're really a kinda duo. 'E'll whip us up some drinks an' I'm actually a fine cook. I was doublin' as Skipper o' an army an' 'ead Chef back in the day... Oh, but excuse me a mo'... *He walks over to the squirrel and plucks out a couple of gold pieces. He lays them down on the table and slides them over to Repus.* Sorry mate... I dunno if ye was bein' cheated or not, but 'opefully this'll make ye ferget an' let us be on our way...? | |
Author: Swift |
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Date Posted: 11:43:11 11/16/04 Tue In reply to: Swift 's message, "*Swift bashes Rudd over the back of his head.* You also ferget that we're on a rescue mission an' a mission o' vengeance. Crazy talkin' weasel by name o' Warpeye stealin' our mate Mickle? *He shakes his head and looks at Kit.* Don't'cha learn nothing, liddle Kit? Can't trust this buffoon t'answer anythin' proper." on 20:14:01 10/13/04 Wed [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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