That's right, folks. The Waving Girl is Sure she's Sure....does your deodorant deliver...?
Ha ha ha! Foolish pirates! Did you think that you could kill the Waving Girl?! I am invincible! Now, for your silly pathetic attempts to destroy me, I shall lock you in the Cage of Eternity! No mortal man shall ever escape this prison of immense pain and torture! And even if you do, you must march through a mine field of dog doo! Mwa ha ha ha!
This was a werid statue. Yes, we just had to get inside. Yes, we just had to take another pic with horrible quality. If you want to remedy it, raise the gamma production on your computer. That's a long process. If you really wish to see my face that much and you are female, email dreamvisionsinc@yahoo.com and ask for Dr. Dave. I'll be happy to oblige. ;)
Great job, Doc! Now we're locked up for eternity and we all have the intolerable smell of pirates! Yarr, ye be wantin an arse kickin' for the stupid pigey stunt! Take it easy, sailors. We have all eternity to work this out. Why don't we get some sleep, eh? Arrgghh!! Ye be sleepin' in Davey Jones' locker if ye don't get us out of here! Hey, First Mate Carter, hand me your scope. Yarr...good, good. Tis be just what we need. Look over there, mates!
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It's even smaller! Woo! Yeah, this is unscripted. As if you couldn't tell before...
Yarr...that be the way out of here. Jesus? Help us? We're pirates! Plus...I'm a demon! Since when you be a demon?! I thought ye were a wizard! So, I lied on my resume. What's a desperate demon to do? Yarr... so if this Jesus character saves...how do we get in touch with him? Uhh...hmm...uhh...hmm...I got it! Blackbeard, try to kill me. Since you're a demon and demons aren't allowed to kill humans, my guardian angel will appear and I'll get him to talk. Just like Abraham and Isaac or in Santa Claus 2...
I get me own series. Shh...don't tell anyone...
Gee...I'm fat...aren't I? Well, we'll see about that in about 3...2...1...
It be my pleasure to kill ye, Dr. Dave. Uhh...right. Anyway, First Mate Carter, when Blackbeard gets ready to kill me, you get the net and pistol ready to trap my guardian angel. Got it? Yarr...we be havin' angel wings tonight, cap'n!
Carter, ready as usual with his hook and plastic pistol. Beware!
Richard Simmons, yes, I couldn't help it. How funny is this?!
Gee...I'm fat...aren't I? Well, we'll see about that in about 3...2...1...
I get me own series. Shh...don't tell anyone...
FIRE PIRATEY OPTIC BLASTS!!!!
Yarr! Got 'im!
RICHARD SIMMONS?!!
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