Well, Chris, we has a grog meister, a Mr. Headcase, but it's pretty obvious he ain't so good at protectin' it! Now yer fearless Captain be the Designated Driver, so meself ain't the problem, it be the rest o' these scallywags and wenches. So
attention PBW crew--we now has a Protector of the Grog now so
SHAPE UP!!!! We might need a few extra cutlasses fer this here job as they be a thirsty bunch.
Our ship's Chronologer, who is now Lost in America, has a Repeat Offender
a'growin in his noggin' and thinks he is gonna go the Zappin' Route, so's yer Zappin' experience may be a bit beneficial to the bloke! Glad you are here, Chris-wench official Protector of the Grog aboard The Goode Ship Princess Batty Wench!!
Now, you will hafta message me your address so's I can send ye yer Official Uniform!!!
Now we gotta set sail for the Great Towne of Boston in the Wild Territory of Mass-ay-choooo-sitts for to break Miss Katie-wench outta the Sick Bay up there.
No she ain't in the looney bin, she has had her First Offender scooped out!
Physical Therapy time aboard the PBW!!!!! Get out the Phone Booth!! That is after a few weeks o' us waitin' on her hand an foot and meetin' her every need!! Milk it for all it's worth is what we does here. Massage the neck, rub the feet, open the chocolate, bring on the drugs!
Welcome aboard Miss Chris-wench and feel better Miss Katie-wench!!Capt Deb
who oughtta be in the looney bin herself fer makin' up all this silly stuff!
Capt Deb