Stardock!

Aaaarrggghhh...finally thar be a chance to replenish the rum ye hav' seen fit to lebibe in ye ol'sea dog

Well although I've never commented in this thread before, I thought I could perhaps offer this small tidbit. If he were a car engine, I'd be suspecting there was a problem with a blown or faulty head gasket. Lot's of hot air and gas releases with no progress or action.

Aye, Capt'n! The previous owner of this ere tub be threatenin to scuttle er! Batten down the hatches! he be usin WMDs - Lawyers!

Aaaarrrgghhh, n' wot be a lawyer gonna do 'bout it....prob'ly e'll 'ave too many tears o' laughter in e's eyes ta read tha complaint afore tha courts...

Keel-haul the blaggard till 'e be bones, arrrr

As cap'n....judge, jury n' executioner, that'll be 'xactly wot us'll do if'n us 'ears anymore 'bout this 'ere lawyer scuttlebut. Generally I be a generous n' fergivin' cap'n, but any blaggard tryin' ta swipe tha decks from under me crews' feet 'll face me full wrath, n' I'll 'ave Gorg marooon 'im on an asteroid (minus amazonian entertainment) in some far off galaxy.

we be a doomed lot fer sher!!!!...unless... them thar Amazons come back around and distract em while we be makin' a fair get away

Thar'll be no 'fair getaway!!!! Us'll fight 'em on tha high seas, us'll fight 'em on tha beaches, us'll fight 'em in tha trenches....but us'll never surrender (in me best Winston Churchill voice), an' us'll prevail o'er all evil party poopers.

I thought I could perhaps offer this small tidbit. If he were a car engine, I'd be suspecting there was a problem with a blown or faulty head gasket.

Thanks fer them words o' wisdom 'BigDog'....but me thinks ye missed one important point....that thar engine whar assembled minus an 'ead n' gasket. He be more like one o' them thar ferris wheel rotary jobs.....goes 'round n' 'round n' gits no place but whar it started.

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
William Shakespeare

Lot's of hot air and gas releases

That thar would be a fair description of the Capt'n affer a curried cabbage appertizer and ye would best be headn' for the bow of this 'ere ship to be escap'n it

That thar would be a fair description of the Capt'n affer a curried cabbage appertizer and ye would best be headn' for the bow of this 'ere ship to be escap'n it

Aaarrrghhh, I don't be thinkin' so...thar'd be no 'scapin' me anal announcements on tha bow o' this 'ere ol' bark. After me more than generous helpin's o' curried cabbage, ye's be safer on tha poop deck o' tha fifth vessel in tha fleet three nortical miles ta tha south o' this un 'ere.....

Tha missus be complainin' as well...her reckons she be runnin' outta fabric ta patch the seats of all me britches.....

a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.

Them reckons empty vessels makes tha most noise....best I be fillin' meself wiv a few more lashin's o' curried cabbage, then....ta fill tha void.



**EDIT** It do mean, of course, me methane monologues 'll send ye scurryin' an' I'll be probably be listenin' ta me rectum recitals alone...

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. William Shakespeare

Ere now! We be not havin any ta that edumacation!  

(But I love that quote!)

Ere now! We be not havin any ta that edumacation!

Not so fast thar, Dr Guy....us'll be needin' some edumucashun if n' us'll be 'avin ta deal wiv PC's lawyers double talk...otherwise all that thar legal jargon'll be soundin' like double Dutch n' us'll git bamboozled inta coughin' up some o' our booty.

Me thinks us might 'ave ta git ourselves a good legal eagle as well...I 'eard someplace that Alan Alda & Gene Wilder both 'ave lore degrees, an' them'll talk tha leg orf an iron pot n' bamboozle any legal jargon wiv wit n' one liners.

On a more serious note....sad, isn't it, that someone has so much misery in their life they feel the need to share it around and infect everyone else with morbidity and gloom.

Geez, I've had a complete shite of a time over the last year or so, not just because my step-daughter ran away from home, but also through ill health & mobility issues. However, rather than sink to the depths of depression, I try be joyful and treat everyone with respect....to look for the funny side in all things, because there's no profit in dwelling on the 'woe is me' when it adversely affects myself and all around me.....

Take a leaf, PC, and lose the venom....things will become much brighter and you'll be a happier person for it.

Well there Sir Starkers, I'm sure no pirate and I'm not a lawyer. But I am sure the person I was referring to (blown or faulty head gasket) was the one who was threatening to destroy this thread and torpedo stardock with a legal claim. And all because he's convinced there's been a conspiracy afoot to deny him by refusing to bow to his relentless demands. Never take things too seriously, especially when they turn out to be small little problems here and there.

the person I was referring to (blown or faulty head gasket) was the one who was threatening to destroy this thread and torpedo stardock with a legal claim.

Could've gotten a bit confusin' cos thar be quite a few of us here wiv 'blowed head gaskets' n' hot air/gases escapin' ('specially wiv curried cabbage regularly on tha menu), but I knowed 'xactly who ye were jawin' about.

There's a difference between a few playful nutters with delusions of piracy and a delusional conspiracy theorist with a persecution complex. To be honest, I feel somewhat sorry for the bloke....his harboring of grudges and ill-feelings must be a huge obstacle to his enjoyment of life, happiness and interaction with others. I did offer him the hand of friendship and to join us in the lunacy, but the response was less than friendly......oh well, I guess there's some people you just cain't reach.

'avin ta deal wiv PC's lawyers double talk

Aye, the end of my cutlass will do my talkin wit em!

Aye, the end of my cutlass will do my talkin wit em!

Careful thar Doc, them thar Amazons 'ill be all over ya with ruff talk sich as that

Aye, the end of my cutlass will do my talkin wit em!

Aye thar, Mate Guy, tha cutlass be tha way ta show them thar lawyers a thing er two ...unless they be a wench lawyer, then thar'd be another point they'd git ta understand n' thar'd be no bloodshed .....

Careful thar Doc, them thar Amazons 'ill be all over ya with ruff talk sich as that

Thar ye goes, Doc....a bit more o' tha ruff jawin' n' ye'll 'ave scantily clad wenches crawlin' all over 'e. 'Twill be like a dream come true....n' I'll ave tha cook prepare ye a plate er three o' fresh oysters fer tha extra stamina yer gonna be needin'

Now I'd be offerin' ta 'elp ye out , but Mrs starkers knows where me cutlass be hid n' I've become rather attached ta me appendages.....an' ye wouldn' wanna see me gittin' about wiv three peg legs, now would 'e!!!!

n' I'll ave tha cook prepare ye a plate er three o' fresh oysters fer tha extra stamina yer gonna be needin'

I be reckonin Doc dun fergot to menchun to ye Capt'n that while 'e was in port he picked hisself up sum of that thar Viagar stuff...best be sav'n the oysters fer them thar sheila's if'n they gits ta hold of 'im