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Oct 29, 2015
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#85
I have to say Master Riley, ridiculing FSM does rather miss the point. Your chances of a commission aboard this vessel have just dropped sharply.
Oct 30, 2015
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#86
Dadg777 wrote:
Scientology guys claim to be from Jupiter or somesuch. Kind of a joke, mate. See the religious tie-in?
Also, that monolith from 2001: A Space Odyssey was headed to Jupiter. Hmmm.
Mumbo-jumbo. Such talk is heresy, followers of such talk are heretics; heathens; poor lost souls, led astray by false prohets.
Do not make the fearful error, friend, of confusing such nonsense with the truth.
Oct 31, 2015
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#87
Captain Ghostliner wishes everyone a happy Halloween. Arrrgh!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OKRJfIPiJGY
Nov 2, 2015
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#88
Nov 2, 2015
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#89
Black appears to be winning and seems poised to deliver the killing blow, but tell me the truth: what did you notice first, her eyes, or that ridiculous white pawn on a1?
Nov 2, 2015
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#91
On the subject of doctors, my 15 year-old is breaking in her first pair of Doc Marten's. All I have to do now is indoctrinate my 13 year-old along similar lines and my work as a parent is done.
Nov 6, 2015
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#93
Halloween 2015, somewhere in Norf London.
The blood is fake, the snake isn't:
This lad is only 14 yet he's already Grade 6 on guitar (edit: he's 13 and Grade 9):
And his dad ain't too shabby either:
Nov 6, 2015
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#94
From the sublime to the ridiculous?
My CHIEF PETTY OFFICER, ably supported by his two highly trained assistants, is Lord Edmund Blackadder (I'll have to keep my eye on this one, scheming, scurvy scoundrel that he is):
Nov 6, 2015
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#95
What self-respecting pirate ship would be complete without WENCHES?
(Mrs Ghostliner, please look away for a moment...)
Nov 6, 2015
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#96
I strongly recommend that you listen to the track linked at the end, it's electrifying.
Street 66 (Linton Kwesi Johnson)
The room was dark, dusk howling softly 6 o'clock
Charcoal light, the fine sight was moving black
The sound was music mellow steady flow
And man son mind just mystic red
Green, red, green, your scene
No man would dance but leap and shake
That sharp through feeling right
Shape that sound, tumbling down
Making movement, ruff enuff
'Cos when the music met I-tops
I felt the sting, I knew the shock, yeah,
Had to do and ride the rock
Outta dis rock shall come a greener riddim
Even more dread than what the breeze of glory bred
Vibrating violence is how we move
Rocking with green rhythm
The drought and dry root out
The mighty poet I Roy was on the wire
Weston did a skank and each man laugh and feeling irie
Dread I
Street 66, the said man said
Any policeman come 'ere will get some righteous,
Raasclak licks, yeah mon, whole heapa kicks
Hours beat, the scene moving right, when all on a sudden
Bam, bam, bam, a knocking 'pon the door
"Who is dat?", asked Weston, feeling right
"Open up, it's the police, come on, open up"
"What address do you want?"
"Number 66, come on, open up"
Weston, feeling high, reply
"Yes, this is Street 66, step right in and tek some licks."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uH1BblEnK38
Nov 9, 2015
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#97
A dub reggae dive. Somewhere in Yorkshire. Yesterday.
Deck one (some minor technical issues, initially):
Deck two:
A tidy rig is a happy rig:
These seasoned veterans were very dread:
Serious wattage:
The walls did shake:
Friendly locals:
Mrs GL is almost invariably the first to hit the floor:
Nov 10, 2015
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#98
And what self-respecting Pastafarian ship would be complete without MISSIONARIES:
Nov 12, 2015
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#100
I nearly have a full crew! I'm appointing Moss (from The IT Crowd) as my COMMUNICATIONS OFFICER.
Yes I know, I know, he's a standard nerd and totally lacks any kind of social skills, what use could he possibly be on a pirate ship you might ask:
Nevertheless, he gets the job of Comms Officer because as it happens, Moss isn't nearly as daft as he looks:
FSM affects all aspects of life; ergo, any event that takes place can be traced back to him.