Gad! Call the medics! I listed so quickly on eBay that my Corporal Tunnel Syndrome has been promoted to Major General Deep Impact Syndrome!And I have more to do, but that will have to wait until the morrow...
Yes, Leela has been virtual sailing the bounding main, bouncing off the wall here and there abouts, hacking away at me and Bender (BTW his pirate name is Rusty Bucket of Blood Jack... And he is fighting back with a poker from the fireplace.) I just pull the bolt back on the Thompson and both charge off in another direction.
Son, tell Dirty Bess if I get to see it, I'll have a copy etched on my shiney metal a$$!
Somehow, Bender, I think Dirty Bess Bonnie would expect that of you whether you saw it or not.
To inquiring minds out there: No, I will not tell you what we are talking about!
Well, my pirate name is...
Sir Iron Davy Kidd, esq... "A man to shiver his timber with the best of them. Tall, rugged good looks with rippling muscles and strong hands that make wanton wenches quiver and old maids faint. Master of any ship on any sea, calm or Force-6 gale. A swordsman without peer. Crack shot with musket or pistol at three cable lengths. Expert cannonier. President of the Good Republicans & Old Farts Club of Corsicana... How'd that get in there?
I think... No, I know... Know I am going to be ill!
Bender, ladies get ill. Gentlemen vomit. Robots discharge.
Now, get cracking and bring me ale and rum chaser! Arrrg!
Aye, aye, Captain, me darling! Rum and ale coming right up! You want pickles with them?
Arrrrrrrrrrrrg!
Dirty Bess, you know these two can be real dicks at times..