Good Morning!

[Captain Deb]

Ah yes more praying to St. Topamax, the Patron Saint of Intractable Migraines and St. Imitrex, the Patron Saint of Brainwreck Headaches!  Pray hard, young wench,  Pray hard!!!! No hopscotch for you! More praying!!!!

Capt Deb 

[ppearl214]

St. Imitrex... yep, I am a twue follower of St. Imitrex!

[HeadCase2]

  This poor woman needs the to be rescued by the crew of the PBW, they left her in a CTI scanner and went home!  Probably some people's idea of their worst nightmare.
http://www.kpho.com/news/14227870/detail.html
"After calling out, then screaming for help, she spent several hours trying to free herself from the machine. Finally, she wiggled out from under a heavy blanket and out of the machine. By the time deputies found her, it had been five hours since she was placed inside."

Arrrrrrrgghhh!
  Rob

[Captain Deb]

Oh poor Elvira! PBW to the rescue!!!!!  Bet she was praying to the patron Saint of CT machines, whoever that is. Where do you find this stuff, Headcase?

Capt Deb

[Larry]

Looks like the technicions had too much grog supplied by the grogmeister.

I don't get clostraphobic but this wopuld have tested me.

Laz

[Captain Deb]

I looked it up. St. Scanno is the Patron Saint of CT and MRI machines!

Capt Deb

[marg]

Oh that poor woman........ thank God she could get out of that machine.    WOW
Margaret

[cookiesecond]

I just cant even imagine!!!! I know we are all human but.... people really need to be more careful and understand the importance of their jobs. I just thank God she made it out!!!
Lynn

[Captain Deb]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR Mateys!!!!!!!!  Alll Hands on Deck!   Roll Call!!!

First Mate Gennysmom? You there?

[Sue]

What's going on?  You woke me up!!!

Sue's here.

Sue in Vancouver USA

[Brendalu]

Awake and reporting for duty
Wench,
Brendalu
Where's BattyPrincess?

[Larry]

"Battle stations" yelled dear ol Captain parrot, "Battle Stations"

psst, Captain, why are we at battle stations? the chronologer whispers to the Capt'n.

With the wenches and scalleys lootin and plunderin the shores of an unknown secret destination,(got lotsa rum but), the Captain decides to put an end to the extended shore leave and has earmarked a plan that will take the Good Ship PBW on a world trip explorin and plunderin anything and everything that gets in the way.

Crew members fall in to line ' belly in, chest out', or is it the other way round? (the chronologer has sufferred with too many meds and rum and is still trying to flee those men in white coats.

The Captain, angrily flapping her wings is getting very despondent about the sloppiness of the crew to re-board the PBW and is throwing feathers everywhere.

Will the rest of the crew decide to return to the PBW? will the Captain have any feathers left before commencing the next sea voyage? Stay tuned

laz

[HeadCase2]

  The grogmiester has been put off 'is rum after readin' about the followin', which was in an article called "Drinking Stories that put yours to shame" (http://www.cnn.com/2007/LIVING/wayoflife/10/26/mf.drinking.storries/index.html):

"   In 1805, British Admiral Horatio Nelson was killed during the Battle of Trafalgar off the coast of Spain. Most sailors were simply put to rest at sea, but as an admiral, Nelson had to be brought back to England for an official burial.

To preserve his body during the voyage home, the second-in-command stored Nelson's body in the ship's vat of rum and halted all liquor rations to the crew. Not a bad idea, but when the ship reached port, officials went to retrieve Nelson's body and found the vat dry.

Disregarding good taste (in every sense), the crew had been secretly drinking from it the entire way home. After that, naval rum was referred to as Nelson's Blood.  "

 The PBW will be servin' wine this week.
  Grogmeister

[Gennysmom]

First Mate, reporting for duty!!!!!

Grogmeister...I've been on that ship, the HMS Victory, and the spot where Admiral Lord Nelson got smacked by a cannonball.  It's docked in Portsmouth.  The other thing they did was keep the men in the dark in the bowels of the ship, so when they got their daily ration of bread, they wouldn't have to look at the maggots in it, which was just more protien and good for them.  So I'm thinking the rum with a little AL Nelson in it helped wash the maggots down.  Yum!!!!

[Mary 117]

I be here Cap'n. Saddlin' up and skedaddlin' to the nearest dock. That'd be me with the 6 shoot'r. When ya'all sail by, throw me a lasso. Tho I ain't so sure about them maggots in the grub. A might unsettln' if ya know what I mean. I could bring along the thunder jiuce with the rattler in the bottom. Who-ey that's got some kick.
Moseyn' Mary

2cm AN Middle Fossa, HEI, Dr Brackmann, 05/25/05