Wednesday, June 24, 2009
♥ 6:08 AM
somewhere in vegas, in a swingin', neon, 24/7-sham-or-gay-marriages church... veg is monologing.
''...SEXY, SEXY MARIA. sigh. why are we hooking up again at 3:33 am? beats me. oh yes, you promised me rum. why rum? ahh. we were both supposed to change to PIRATE BETA! (endorsements and cheap advertisements for CHANGE TO PIRATE BETA LANGUAGE! do it now!!) and after i spent the whole night trying to teach you how, you propose to me instead."
after a considerable pause,"must be cause of those dratted facebook hearts. seductive little icons. its a conspiracy!!!"
and then she thinks no more, and gets married to maria anyway. somewhere on facebook, the pirate beta announes FIVE omnious prophecies!!
"YE BE HAVIN' A WENCH NAMED MARIA DIOR TAN CLAIMS T' BE YER LONG LOST BALL 'N CHAIN.
Maria has been sayin' you two is hooked. Be this true or has the scurvy dog had too much rum? "
[you press 'AYE!' out of kindness.]
AN ANNOUNCEMENT APPEARS:
"AYE, Maria be barred from the local brothel."
OH MY, MY, MY. YOU START LAUGH SHAMELESSLY.
BUT THEN ON YOUR HOME PAGE,
"Val is eternally bonded by the seas with Maria Dior."
oh gosh, what have i done?????! DDDDD8
AND THEN COS YOU'RE IN PIRATE MODE, THE SCREEN CHANGES TO:
"Ye haven't any more demands fer intimacy, ye ugly mug!"
hahahahahaha. the bloody thing even laughs at you.
