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Frat Jack wrote:
*puts the bat away* Retrieve your bat and stow your sentiment for later, my good man! For we must Smvrf the Crimson Lords again!
The Masked Rogue wrote: Panama Jack wrote: If only you had not violated the sanctity of our club! and broken the bond of peace which you yourselves freely entered into! Alas and Alack, the soul of Panama Jack weeps for you...(but then, I may be one of the few Jacks with tearducts and natural bodily fluids...)...for this revolt of thine, methinks, is like another fall of man. Oh come on. You were the one who made a deal with thieves. You should of expected this.
*Once again stabs yet more smufs.* Dear fellow, just because I am a hawker of tropical products, a former military colonialist, and a consumate alchoholic, does not mean that I am not an optimist when it comes to my fellow beings!
Jack's Right Hand Man has been stabbed in the back over at the thieves' thread!
EDIT: Davi's been assimilated? Or is he a thief in tin clothing?
If only you had not violated the sanctity of our club! and broken the bond of peace which you yourselves freely entered into! Alas and Alack, the soul of Panama Jack weeps for you...(but then, I may be one of the few Jacks with tearducts and natural bodily fluids...)...for this revolt of thine, methinks, is like another fall of man.
Ha! Yr halluncinogens have little effect on those of us who are already pickled! My mind is coated with rum, and my skin is coated with sunblock! Everyone compliments me on how pink it is!
{sprays frog in the eyes with sunblock}
Pay-backs belong to Jacks, o self-smvrfing frog!
I say, he smvrfed himself! Good show, Jacks!
They're taking up flanking...I mean SMURFING positions behind the frog!
Cultist of Jack wrote: Callous Jack wrote: Cultist of Jack wrote: Smurf Yet more!
Smurfs, Charge!
We shall smurf in the streets, and on the beaches, and in the strong-threads of your dominion! You will pay for your treachery!
For Harry, England, and St Smurf!
Which thread? They have a new one as well.
Crimson Lords?
I find it lifts the spirits...to lift some spirit [chortles under his mustache]. I picked this drink up while in her Majesty's service in Bermuda. [Continues passing out the D&S's]
Well...yes...that's more like it...what, what? I say, I do believe I think better with a little something to calm the nerves. {Pulls out bottle of Black Seal rum}. Anyone else up for a Dark and Stormy?
Dark and Stormy recipe
serve in
Collins Glass
2 oz Gosling's® Black Seal rum
8 oz ginger beer
Pour rum over ice, add ginger beer, and stir.
This is the thanks I get for being one of two Jacks to defend the place against those invasive rapscallions while every body else was AWOL!?
Cheerio!
Hrmph! The joke's on him...those were the mislabeled bottles of SP5!
The Thief wrote: *takes hanky* thanks. ow.. what's in that spray bottle? SP 50...jolly strong sun block...a little side business of mine...I seem to have lost my tanning oil somewhere.
Why did you step in front of the other one? Oh well, as you said, back-stabbers and such--occupational hazard! {Hands thief a handkerchief.} Never let my enemy say I am not an officer and a gentleman.
By Jove, some of these fellows are quick-change artists! I know I sprayed whatever masked thief that was!
Where are all the other Jacks? Sleeping off their feasting?
We need a doorman...who let's these scalliwags in, what what?
I remember in the Officer's Club in Burma, we had a doorman...a gurkha...enormous fellow! Kept out the undesirables.
I say, what a most unfriendly fellow! {Sprays Davi in the eyes with SP 50} Put those down, you hooligan!
I say, those little blue chaps are serious...you best begone from our premises!
Jack's Right Hand Man wrote:
True. We haven't assimilated you...yet. Continue to make alliances behind our back with the frog cult and you will face our wrath. However, we are the two strongest cults on the board. If we combined our forces, we could bring all others to their knees. Something to think about.
{affixes monocle}
Didn't you hear me, ol' bean? I just came from a chance mistep into their lair, and they seem to be gathering even now! I may not know a zombie from a robot, but these thieves were definitely plotting a sortie if not an alliance, and if a man-jack cannot retire to his club to eat, drink, and sleep in peace, why I don't know what's left of civilization!
{rushes to his room to retrieve his spare pith helmet and riding crop. When he returns, he readies an oversized spray bottle of SP 50}
Saved by his pith helmet, Jack drops a tube of tanning oil on the floor behind him (which bursts open) as he stumble-runs on his imperialistic, slightly sobered way.
Fellow Jacks!
I just stumbled over from the den of thieves, and they appear to be plotting against us!
To arms!
{hick} Pardon me, is this the way to the lavatory?
Oh...dear...ekssscuse me...I seem to have {hick} have suffered from misdirection...
so sorry!
{hightails it}
Now see here, U.M, I thought this was a llama-shoot. (Adjusts monacles while scanning for flying monkeys.)
What the deuce!?
If you really are a "Super Nice Guy", you'll be a chum and fetch me a mojito, if you please.
Ah...very good, very good. Hadn't caught on to the robotic...requisite of the place, if you will. Jolly decent of you.
My mistake! No need for violence, now, what, what? Just a bloke looking for the club for Jacks!
All of the rest of you Jacks are robots!?
By Jove...
It might go down well, dipped in a nice tropical chutney...mango?
I say, this thread is making me rather peckish.
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