Sorry for the horrible quality of the pic. Don't worry, the photographer has been sacked. Now he talks like a gay man from Holland with a lisp. Zchya!
I got her! I stabbed the Waving Girl! First Mate Carter, quick, grab her booty! Blackbeard...abort! Abort! Stop making out with the dog! Yarr...hurry! We must go! We don't want to be seen. Quick, kill the dog or it will rat us out! Oh, god! Screw it! Run! RUN! RUN!!!
I guess I'm Mr. Pink. Whoop de doo!
Hi, there. I'm Mr. White. You may think I was Harvey Keitel, but no. I can't even spell Keitel. Watch, I'll botch it everytime. Ketel, Kitel, Kietel, etc.
Whew, that was close. Hey...where's Dr. Dave? I dunno, Mr. Blackbeard. I got the hell out of there as soon as things went wrong. Oh, god. Oh, god. This is bad. Very bad. I think we were set up. We got a rat. I know. They were there...too fast. Who's the rat? Not Dr. Dave! You're not saying it's him! It could be you for all I know. Hey, look! There's Dr. Dave now!
This is the longest workout I've gotten in 14 years. The other workout was when I was 4 and chased down a gazelle and murdered it with my bear hands. Grr!
Here, birdie! Here, birdie, burde, birdy! Come back here and I'll give you some seed. Mmm...yummy seed. You want that don't you? Don't worry. I won't hurt you. I'll just rub you in batter and deep fry you and drool as I eat your flesh. Mmm...pigeon almost as tasty as chicken. Now, come, pigey, pijey, pijy!
Fuck you. I ain't writing no more bout this pic.
Dr. Dave, no! That's a Police Pigeon! Leave it alone before it calls for back-up! Oh, no! Listen, it's too late!
What's this?! A surprise appearance by tHe CrOw?! Yes, yes it is!
Caw, this is breaker 279. Requesting back-up. There's a fat guy chasing me. Repeat. There's a fat guy chasing me. Wants to eat me. Over.
Caw, we hear ya. Sendin backup. Over.
Yes, that is a whole lot of pigeons.
What?! You want something witty here too? Fine. Ok. How about this: A guy goes into a bar and gets shot. The shooter gets drunk. The shooter goes into a bar and gets shot. Is that suicide?
Uno!
Tres!
Dos!
Caw, caw! We have captured three piratey villians, over. Repeat, we have found three piratey villians. Click here to continue.
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