Toadfish Monastery

"Yer a gent, Blue, an' no miss-stake. Allow me ter repay the hospital-ity wiv a nip of this cheeky little number. Tis Brasso, mustard vinegar, some Eye-talian stuff called Grappa, lashings o' rum and a wee hint of gunpowder. Best not light yer pipe fer half an ower after ye finnish it, tho."

"Don't Pieces look pretty when she's mad?"

You haint seen "pretty" yet, me bucko!

(By the way, this appens ta be rum flavoured jello, we wenchers oughter know, we tested it quite a lot afore we comed out ere, don'tchya know, an believe you me, it's enuf ter grow yer a new eyeball under that cute satin patch of yourn.)

I'll ressel eny bloke in th' house!!

Thankee Pachy.

*takes a large swig*

*sucks in breath*

Oi gotta 'and it ter ye, pachy, that be one helluva foine drop.  D'yer mind iffen Oi sends one of the senior boys over ter check out the recipe?  Oi reckon the Portsmouth Pirate Public School Distillery wuld pay 'andsomly for the roight ter make that brew.  Shuld be a noice accompaniment for cap'n's Delight Oi reckons.

*turns to watch the "ladies"*

Hoi Umpire!  Is that hold allowed?

<sotto voce>_{Oi 'ope so, coz Oi reckon I might try it out tonight over at Madam Fifi's with Francine the Flagellator.}

* signals to Opsa, hoping she can see through the jello *

* pieces and Opsa work their way back to the judge's dais, throwing in all the crowd-pleasing holds, then 'axidently' bump into it, tipping Her Judgeshippe Griffin into the jello *

Did we do that? Oopsie-doodles, M'lud!

Sh'no'olds Sh'leggo Sh'ooksSh'banned ! Glurp.

Duzz this meen we kin join in now?

No

 

We needs two more gurls ta join in before we pulls in ther boys!

*enters the ring, adjust bodice and then kick of the shoes for better traction*

Ahoy! Me hearties! 'hoo's gonna challange the Scandihoovian jello werstlin chamipon wench?

*rolls up the sleeves and look at Griffin*

Anny suggestions ma'm ?

Bluenose wer lookin' fer a fight. Do you fancy your chances?

'Ang on!  Oi'll 'ave ter go an' get chang'd out o' me frock coat inter a, well, frock!

Duzz Oi get to try owt that new hold of Opsa's?

Ye play by t' rooles, Oi play by t' rools...

Ye stray Oi'm gonna do t'at too an t'at mig't 'urt. 

'Ere, how did Blue get in th' ring?

I drugged 'im in wif me patented Suffocatin Cleavage Hold ^TM.

(He don't look so good, summone give him a sip a sumpin...)