Aiieeeeeee.....!!!  *The hatch to the hold bursts open and all manner of creatures fly, slither and scrabble out*  Take it away- It frightens us!!




Forgive this wretched creature, Grand Pirates, the evil Jirka made me bring it aboard!


There will be no sea chanteys tonight...only nightmares.

It peeks out from the hold to see if the coast is clear....

M&M Needful things has needs indeed....like talent!  For monies you can have this mishmash

And for free is this beauty!


Scurries back down to the hold to dream of drinking rum with the pirates....


What shall we do with the drunken sailor? What shall we do with the drunken sailor? What shall we do with the drunken sailor early in the morning?

The scurrying sound of feet climbing up from the darkness of the hold can only mean one thing...it brings another offering to the Grand Pirates.  It wonders if a dose of good rum will cure Miss Conrad of her mumps or if she has been to severely Chaz'd to save?  Quick, quick!  Back below before it is seen....




Way-a hey-a and up she rises...way-a  hey-a and up she rises...way-a hey-a and up she rises, early in the mornin'...

The lurking creature from the hold scurries up to leave this baggy-bottomed offering to the grand Pirates...then scurries back to the darkness hoping to avoid the flogging.





Someday it hopes to drink rum and sing sea chanteys with the real pirates...