A Great Truth, Comparable to the Four Stages of Life
We don’t plan our breakdowns the way we do our vacations. Fortunately (?), the two have decided to shake hands and get along for the holidays.
Someone's trying to kill me. I'm probably going to die.
*THE FOUR STAGES OF LIFE:
You believe in Santa Claus.
You don't believe in Santa Claus.
You are Santa Claus.
You look like Santa Claus.
* - From Somewhere Far, Far Away
Pirate's Parrot: Verify - so we should condense it?
Wise Woman: Ay-yay captain!
Pirate's Parrot: Don't start with the ship jokes...that lead to pirates...and Rrrsss..
Wise Woman: Ay yer matey!!!
Wise Woman: Sorry for that pirate-themed outburst. I shall control myself in the future.
Pirate's Parrot: In a really corny bad terrible horrendous PotC fan fic I read...
Wise Woman: Sorry just had two cookies laden with sugar
Pirate's Parrot: Oh yeah? I just ate a whole mooncake! Beat that for calorie-loaded sugars!
Wise Woman: Orlando...
Wise Woman: Johnny...
Wise Woman: *salivates*
Pirate's Parrot: You'll be spitting by the time I'm done.
Pirate's Parrot: Will asked something about Sparrow's yardarm...
Pirate's Parrot: Sparrow said he hung people there.
Pirate's Parrot: Will, referring to something else, said he hoped his yardarm wasn't too well hung.
Pirate's Parrot: Sparrow, ticked off, said his yardarm was very well hung, thank you very much.
Pirate's Parrot: And then it moved on to boarding ships and climbing their masts.
Pirate's Parrot: So please stop.
Wise Woman: Huh...
Wise Woman: Interesting...
Pirate's Parrot: Don't let me get started about the cannon balls being their specialty.
Wise Woman: LOL.
Pirate's Parrot: Wasn't that educational? Back to English.
Pirate's Parrot: Wise Woman, are you alive? Answer if me if you are! If you're not, reply anyway!
Wise Woman: Pirate's Parrot?
Pirate's Parrot: Yes, that's my name.
Pirate's Parrot: You have a pretty icon! I'm very random.
Someone's trying to kill me. I'm probably going to die.
*THE FOUR STAGES OF LIFE:
You believe in Santa Claus.
You don't believe in Santa Claus.
You are Santa Claus.
You look like Santa Claus.
* - From Somewhere Far, Far Away
Pirate's Parrot: Verify - so we should condense it?
Wise Woman: Ay-yay captain!
Pirate's Parrot: Don't start with the ship jokes...that lead to pirates...and Rrrsss..
Wise Woman: Ay yer matey!!!
Wise Woman: Sorry for that pirate-themed outburst. I shall control myself in the future.
Pirate's Parrot: In a really corny bad terrible horrendous PotC fan fic I read...
Wise Woman: Sorry just had two cookies laden with sugar
Pirate's Parrot: Oh yeah? I just ate a whole mooncake! Beat that for calorie-loaded sugars!
Wise Woman: Orlando...
Wise Woman: Johnny...
Wise Woman: *salivates*
Pirate's Parrot: You'll be spitting by the time I'm done.
Pirate's Parrot: Will asked something about Sparrow's yardarm...
Pirate's Parrot: Sparrow said he hung people there.
Pirate's Parrot: Will, referring to something else, said he hoped his yardarm wasn't too well hung.
Pirate's Parrot: Sparrow, ticked off, said his yardarm was very well hung, thank you very much.
Pirate's Parrot: And then it moved on to boarding ships and climbing their masts.
Pirate's Parrot: So please stop.
Wise Woman: Huh...
Wise Woman: Interesting...
Pirate's Parrot: Don't let me get started about the cannon balls being their specialty.
Wise Woman: LOL.
Pirate's Parrot: Wasn't that educational? Back to English.
Pirate's Parrot: Wise Woman, are you alive? Answer if me if you are! If you're not, reply anyway!
Wise Woman: Pirate's Parrot?
Pirate's Parrot: Yes, that's my name.
Pirate's Parrot: You have a pretty icon! I'm very random.
