Ah the sweet smell of success and Pizza. Job jobbed, Pizza all round, all drinks on the ship in recognition of a good job well down. Then we are off to Nassau, but be damned if I am going to a casino, they make money from us not the other way round and watching yourself being robbed is poor entertainment.
Champagne for all!
Red 17, don't worry about Tmac, we just roll him in paper towels once a year, after coating him in Swarfega, we have told him it is a birthday tradition.
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Buvez toujours, mourrez jamais.
Rabelais
Last edited by Farmer John; 12th October 2017 at 22:38.
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