hey! i'm not the one that's supposed to act like a lusty bar wench! and where the hell have you been, mister?!? i mean, you give me the ring and G.R. and i get all ready for tonight and then *voice turns weepy* you don't even bother to show up on time! *sniffles*
But arn't lusty bar wenches also supposed to giggle and run around as they are chased by burly, manly men? Only to be caught, pressed against a wall, and ravished? Plundered of their womanly delights by rugged, silk and leather garbed pirates???
Pirates who's Rapiers are long, curved and honed to a razors edge?
Pirates who arn't afraid to sheath em within the depths of the lusty, writhing bar wench in question?!
*looks down at my 5'11", 115 lb frame* and some burly, manly men? are you planning on bringing more people into this?
but if she's up against the wall, who do i ravage with my rapier? not you, i don't suppose... i mean, we're on leave, not out at sea for a long, long time, after all..