the vynsane asylum

I'm deeply flattered, son, but me first an' only love is the sea.

Mario wrote:Letta me tella you abouta da time me, Luigi, and-a da Swedish Chef gave it to-a Negative-ah Boy's mama good! She was-a suckin' off-a da Swedish Chef while me an-a Luigi a-double penetrated da bitch! Arrivederci!

That's very interesting.

Capt. Jack Sparrow wrote:Fortunately, I know how to counter it; the man who did the waking buys the man who was sleeping a drink; the man who was sleeping drinks it while listening to a proposition from the man who did the waking.

You're not making any sense at all, mate.

Elizabeth Swann wrote:Well, this is certainly peculiar. However, this is quite what I have come to expect from the likes of Jack Sparrow.

All three of you are full of shit.

Sticks and stones, luv.

You Grins are some weird and macabre fellows. Care to join me crew?

The deepest circle of hell is reserved for betrayers and mutineers. Would any of you lot care to explain to me if your mate Eternal Paddington was, in fact, a mutineer? Perhaps he didn't make it to the ol' fire and brimstone after all. For all you buggers know, he could be just as happy sitting up i...

Double_G wrote:Sambo's not here anymore. He's been sold.

Oi, did he, now? Quite a shame, that. I could've used a negro or two on me ship.

:shock: What the, hell lol :lol: i just got out of, jail after i slept with rupert grent :heybaby: haha and i come back and, there is two guys from Pirates of, the Carribbean and Rollo Tomossie is dead? :?: I should, have stayed in jail lol My intuitive sense of the female creature informs me that ...

You're not making any sense at all, mate.

I am in dire need of a crew. My ship, the illustrious Black Pearl, won't sail alone. If any of you blokes feel the need to sail the open sea and become a pirate, the help would be much obliged. Any of you lads are free to come and swab my poop deck. Except for that dodgy fellow...Flornsworth, I beli...

Chinaman, you seem able-bodied. Care to join me crew, lad?

Don't know who you're supposed to be, mate, but it would appear to me that there is precisely and exactly one too many impostors of yours truly encroaching on this fine establishment. That is to say, vis a vis, indubitably, any impostors are too many. Savvy? Obviously this is the impostor. He tried...

Davy Jones's Locker? I've been there before, mate. Nothin' but bloody desert there. Only a fool would go there on a rescue mission. Saavy?