Coggy in here tonight eh?
Good Evening Ladies
Good Evening Ladies
Herr Princeling Guten Abend
Are you sure you are not a budding writer? You certainly have a twinkle to your imagination that reminds me of a younger me!
Good Evening Ladies
Herr Princeling Guten Abend
oh he only speaks to ze laydees
Are you sure you are not a budding writer? You certainly have a twinkle to your imagination that reminds me of a younger me!
hmmm but dear laydee a sprain would not necessarily preclude you from firing ze gun - you hold it in ze other hand and and shoot ja!
Herr, Doktor, darling, I have been meaning to ask you if you had ever met the poor Captain before you boarded this absolute pile of junk, filled with the strangest people ever to have walked the earth wonderful ship, the SS Titanium?
well my dear, ze answer is yes - we moved in ze same circles so to speak back home ja unt zer vos many times when we shared ze bottle of ze Scotch at our Gentlemen's club
Scotch, darling? How very civilised. Anyway, where was I going with that question?
*knocks back most of the cocktail in one go*
Bartender, darling, I'll have another one of those please. Oh yes, Herr Doktor, darling, was the poor Captain ever one of your patients? That's where I was going.
Leans over to Willet.
Iv'e heard a lot about your various flying machines, but it seems they always crash soon after take-off! Do any of your inventions actually work?
Btw, thank you for recommending this electronic writing pad device that takes all the work out of it for me if it could only learn to spell better, it would be highly recommendable
hmmm but dear laydee a sprain would not necessarily preclude you from firing ze gun - you hold it in ze other hand and and shoot ja!
my thoughts exactly Herr Doctor, Hag seems to have forgotten she has two hands
Coggy in here tonight eh?
Who is Coggy, darling? Is he the poor cabin boy that took a wrong turn at Fanny's knee and is not lost, feared drowned?
Coggy in here tonight eh?
Who is Coggy, darling? Is he the poor cabin boy that took a wrong turn at Fanny's knee and is not lost, feared drowned?
That 'poor cabin boy' had very pleasant evening and went off to teach others how to do it properly
lol
*stomps on brogues* oops, I didn't see your size 9 there Hag, sorry
Herr, Doktor, darling, I have been meaning to ask you if you had ever met the poor Captain before you boarded this absolute pile of junk, filled with the strangest people ever to have walked the earth wonderful ship, the SS Titanium?
well my dear, ze answer is yes - we moved in ze same circles so to speak back home ja unt zer vos many times when we shared ze bottle of ze Scotch at our Gentlemen's club
Scotch, darling? How very civilised. Anyway, where was I going with that question?
*knocks back most of the cocktail in one go*
Bartender, darling, I'll have another one of those please. Oh yes, Herr Doktor, darling, was the poor Captain ever one of your patients? That's where I was going.
well of course you understand ze hipocritic oath which means I am not allowed to tell such things but as ze Kaptain is dead as a dodo, I suppose it won't hurt to tell you.
Ze Kaptain Slost consulted me on many occasions ja - ee had a strange condition which manifested in ze development of wait for it- ze third nipple unt naturally, ee was embarrassed about it
Leans over to Willet.
Iv'e heard a lot about your various flying machines, but it seems they always crash soon after take-off! Do any of your inventions actually work?
I'm obviously speaking to myself... Another Crabbies barthingy
Leans over to Willet.
Iv'e heard a lot about your various flying machines, but it seems they always crash soon after take-off! Do any of your inventions actually work?
*leans over to confide in Farley*
So far? No, sadly not. Though I've come close! My most recent attempt didn't kill a single person, just maimed one or two, so I'm improving all the time. One day I'll get the hang of it, I'm sure
Good Evening Ladies
*Spies Emily waving and wanders over*
*Kisses hand*
"Barkeep, two large red wines please."
Leans over to Willet.
Iv'e heard a lot about your various flying machines, but it seems they always crash soon after take-off! Do any of your inventions actually work?
I'm obviously speaking to myself... Another Crabbies barthingy
Did you try that comb I gave you last night old chap?
Good Evening Ladies
*Spies Emily waving and wanders over*
*Kisses hand*
"Barkeep, two large red wines please."
that's very kind of you Prince
Herr, Doktor, darling, I have been meaning to ask you if you had ever met the poor Captain before you boarded this absolute pile of junk, filled with the strangest people ever to have walked the earth wonderful ship, the SS Titanium?
well my dear, ze answer is yes - we moved in ze same circles so to speak back home ja unt zer vos many times when we shared ze bottle of ze Scotch at our Gentlemen's club
Scotch, darling? How very civilised. Anyway, where was I going with that question?
*knocks back most of the cocktail in one go*
Bartender, darling, I'll have another one of those please. Oh yes, Herr Doktor, darling, was the poor Captain ever one of your patients? That's where I was going.
well of course you understand ze hipocritic oath which means I am not allowed to tell such things but as ze Kaptain is dead as a dodo, I suppose it won't hurt to tell you.
Ze Kaptain Slost consulted me on many occasions ja - ee had a strange condition which manifested in ze development of wait for it- ze third nipple unt naturally, ee was embarrassed about it
Lovely, darling. I'd'd like a couple of spare nipples, they will come in handy should my bosom ever start to sag. There you go, Herr Doktor, darling, false nipples for the saggy bosom, just stick them on and you are forever pert. It's bound to be a money spinner, darling.
*looks at glass and sees it is empty again*
Bartender, I appear to have a faulty glass, darling, this one seems to have developed a leak.
Did you try that comb I gave you last night old chap?
the liner was over run with termite like things walking sideways or that might have been me
Leans over to Willet.
Iv'e heard a lot about your various flying machines, but it seems they always crash soon after take-off! Do any of your inventions actually work?
*leans over to confide in Farley*
So far? No, sadly not. Though I've come close! My most recent attempt didn't kill a single person, just maimed one or two, so I'm improving all the time. One day I'll get the hang of it, I'm sure
leans closer and manages to get question out before falling off bar stool.
So how can you afford to keep inventing things that don't work?
Btw, thank you for recommending this electronic writing pad device that takes all the work out of it for me if it could only learn to spell better, it would be highly recommendable
good pain killers taken just before you want to shoot someone would alleviate ze symptoms somewhat
Good Evening Ladies
*Spies Emily waving and wanders over*
*Kisses hand*
"Barkeep, two large red wines please."
Good evening, your Highness, darling. Come and sit with me, if we are quick, she won't have a clue where we went.
Leans over to Willet.
Iv'e heard a lot about your various flying machines, but it seems they always crash soon after take-off! Do any of your inventions actually work?
*leans over to confide in Farley*
So far? No, sadly not. Though I've come close! My most recent attempt didn't kill a single person, just maimed one or two, so I'm improving all the time. One day I'll get the hang of it, I'm sure
leans closer and manages to get question out before falling off bar stool.
So how can you afford to keep inventing things that don't work?
perhaps ee haz ze older laydee who funds him????
So here's a random question... is anyone here related to the captain?
Leans over to Willet.
Iv'e heard a lot about your various flying machines, but it seems they always crash soon after take-off! Do any of your inventions actually work?
*leans over to confide in Farley*
So far? No, sadly not. Though I've come close! My most recent attempt didn't kill a single person, just maimed one or two, so I'm improving all the time. One day I'll get the hang of it, I'm sure
leans closer and manages to get question out before falling off bar stool.
So how can you afford to keep inventing things that don't work?
Hang on are you trying to keep people alive or kill them all???
Good Evening Ladies
*Spies Emily waving and wanders over*
*Kisses hand*
"Barkeep, two large red wines please."
that's very kind of you Prince
No problem at all Deary
Do you mind if I as you a question?
Leans over to Willet.
Iv'e heard a lot about your various flying machines, but it seems they always crash soon after take-off! Do any of your inventions actually work?
*leans over to confide in Farley*
So far? No, sadly not. Though I've come close! My most recent attempt didn't kill a single person, just maimed one or two, so I'm improving all the time. One day I'll get the hang of it, I'm sure
leans closer and manages to get question out before falling off bar stool.
So how can you afford to keep inventing things that don't work?
*leans into Farley to stop him falling off his stool*
I fund my work by various means Farley me old mate , but mostly I dabble in the scrap metal business. If there's one thing I have a lot of, it's scrap metal I also have a lot of spare body parts, but apparently it's not ethical to sell those on.
So here's a random question... is anyone here related to the captain?
Checks name label on jacket... Not me!
Was the idea so good you had to write it twice, darling? Or was it simply because you are in the habit of recycling all your plot lines?
Leans over to Willet.
Iv'e heard a lot about your various flying machines, but it seems they always crash soon after take-off! Do any of your inventions actually work?
*leans over to confide in Farley*
So far? No, sadly not. Though I've come close! My most recent attempt didn't kill a single person, just maimed one or two, so I'm improving all the time. One day I'll get the hang of it, I'm sure
leans closer and manages to get question out before falling off bar stool.
So how can you afford to keep inventing things that don't work?
*leans into Farley to stop him falling off his stool*
I fund my work by various means Farley me old mate , but mostly I dabble in the scrap metal business. If there's one thing I have a lot of, it's scrap metal I also have a lot of spare body parts, but apparently it's not ethical to sell those on.
Makes note .... Note to self... Never fly anywhere.!!!!
So here's a random question... is anyone here related to the captain?
Not that I know of , darling. Then again, in the circles I move in it is not unusual for your uncle to be your brother or your sister to be your second cousin twice removed, so who knows, darling?