Presents of mine
Whiskey, a good book and a heathen detector. What more could a young man want?
Heathens captain! Off the starboard bow. 
Whiskey, a good book and a heathen detector. What more could a young man want?
Heathens captain! Off the starboard bow.
November 9th, 2007 at 5:48 am
Hey, Happy Birthday young squire. I toast your heathen goodness and wish I had more of you around me these days. We have a mandated moment of silence in schools now, during which I try and make as much noise as possible.
November 9th, 2007 at 8:07 am
Cheers man.
What is a mandated moment of silence?
November 9th, 2007 at 10:48 am
Is there a mirror at the end of that tube?
November 9th, 2007 at 6:15 pm
It’s like some kind of crazy steampunk version of a pair of binoculars. But, and hah, here’s the twist, it has just the one viewing tube! It’s a…a single…of…monoculars?
Also impressed by your mastery of the elements universal, as evidenced by the perfect cube of pure energy drifting just below the ceiling.
November 12th, 2007 at 2:05 am
Steampunk binoculars good description.
Not sure though if the whiskey and the spyglass go together well.
Strange sights can come out of the fog bank and you don’t want to fire a broadside too quickly.
November 12th, 2007 at 9:48 am
Send them all to Davy Jones Locker I say, let a pantheistic, non-specific, cosmological occurrence sort them out.