by Sonja Nitschke
We don' loot an' pillage so tha' we can bury our swag an' not spend it on dames and wenches of the most pleasing sort. Ta.
That was the note in the empty chest that was buried at the spot marked as an X on my yellowed partially burned tease of a map.
Oh, bugger.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
The Map
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2 comments:
Ha! I love it.
Makes me think of Captain Jack Sparrow.
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