Ahoy Lovely Rita,
Yer ship must be enchanted to have a mainsail that stops on command! Or pr'aps you be loaded to the gunwalls... needin' a blast o' salt sea spray t' clear yer eyes...
Belay th' poxy landlubber! Skewer him fer BBQ says I!
Last edited by Sabira - Musician Editor; 09/17/13 07:43 AM.