Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Marooned on a sandy beach without my ship

Aye, there was a lot of sand! A great expanse, as a matter of fact. My parrot had flown it's coop, my ship had set sail without me an' just slipped o'er the horizon, and I felt like a pickled crab without a drink*. Anyways, I found myself gazing at the salty sea. What else could I do?

*(Pickled crabs like a stiff Mojito on occasion)

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