That Thing in September…

Have you ever been to “that thing” what happens over in Decatarrrr every Septembarrr? That thing with the seafaring entrepreneurs and the pubs and the crawling and the concerts? You know, the birthday for the space pirate what be known around these parts as Captain Drew? Did you really like it all that much? Really?? Do you really feel that it be necessary to do it one more time? Do you really? Enough to send the Captain a picture of yourself running topless across a beach like Pamela Anderson (boobies v.1.0)?? That’s what I thought. Still, if any of this be making ANY sense to you…. then you might ought to hold Septembarrr the 20th open on your schedule. That’s: SEPTEMBARRRR the 20th!!!!! (mind that you keep it to yourselves unless you wants a load of scurvy lubbers to show up and gawp at you).

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The Naughty No No Show

Aerial Angels at Shakespeare Tavern(video after the break) Last night around ebb tide I slipped down to the bard-stenched halls of the New American Shakespeare Tavern to observe “The Naughty No No Show“, a gymnastic burlesque performed by a quartet of fetching, flexible lassies what call themselves “The Aerial Angels“. Backed up by one of me most popular Palooza bands, the “The Lost Boys“, these faire-friendly beauties twirled and tumbled, whipped and stripped before a willing crowd of paying onlookers. More than a few of the men in the audience got so worked up that they shucked out of their shirts, with one swabby even running up onto the stage to jerk off Continue Reading

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