I sent him the link ... we'll see!

~<{:o)

Besides I always thought the Alestands had a kind of quiet dignity...."It was a dark and stormy rum, and soon the lightning flashed across his eyes like it did that very bottle. He aimed to make the hooker fast, possibly even fast enough to outrun the Adversary, maybe the world. He laughed at these fantasies......Bitter thoughts, The horizon ....The men or what the sea has left of them are calling for rum...stirring...The horizon darkens with the shadows of the Adversery expansive fleet....They,who are righteous...They, who are quite mad...No panic...there game of chase is about to run out....The Black straight lay but a few miles south and as luck would have it a storms coming..A pirates luck he chuckled again...They might call that luck magik...So eager to burn.....How many ships now 50? 100? Men we have one ship, and one crew.....I paused the lightning flashing across my eyes....It was getting dark, ..Tired of running...We were a crew, at first..Now we were friends..smiles....warpaint...Lets turn this old girl around...hard to starboard...Men can only be pursued for so long.....Accused for so long..... It was a dark and stormy rum, the night the Adversary lost their entire fleet to one fast hooker