I've just logged in at work and no pictures have come through - wonder why???
With the crew all back on deck scrubbin the rotten timber, Captain el squarko gathers her beak, ensures the nostrils are clean (gross!) and yells to the navigator - we's off ta Brazil fer beach volleyball.
Now listen'ere ya motley lot, we's gots te git in da spirit of the contest so we needs a couple of crew members ter bring some sand up from da ocean floor and put it on the deck. Me thinks that can be the first initiation task fer Marci.
Here is your kiddie bucket and spade. Now dive into the 50 feet of water below and bring up a tonne of sand.
marci, frowning and cursing, reluctantly takes the bucket and spade and strips into 'er bikini and dives off da bow and begins the rather lengthy and tiring task. (we'll come back in about 3 years fer ya Marci!!!!!!
Marci wasn't 'avin any of this nonesense so she planned well in advance. a well orcherstrated cunning plan that had her pre set up a pulley system that was attached to the cursed cruise directors arms. At the end of the pulley system was a bulldozer. A bulldozer? you ask. Well, I'll take writers priveledge for that one, and the sand was brought up in no time (the girly is always using hand gestures you see).
We are stunned Marci, how did you get all that sand onto the deck in no time flat. I'm just quick she replied. Anyway, looking astonished, the Capatin didn't pursue the conversation but thought that this be a cunning woman so we could use her later, mmmmm.
Stay tuned mainly coz Laz is getting sore wrists and needs to go coz it's FRIDAY. Stay tuned really, when we find out what the parrot head has got in store for Marci! Will the Captain announce a new lack of dress code for the beach volleyball? will the good ship PBW make it to Brazil with all the extra sand on board?
Stay tuned
Laz
