.I be suspectin this 'ere union is need'n to be redun proper like... |
Actually, it sorta do need ta be redun all proper like....her divorced I 'bout 5 years back (long, long, long-long story) an' us not be legally wed all proper like any more. Don't bother us none...a decree nisi be juss a bit o' paper an' us ignores that fer tha one us put our monikers on ta tie tha knot in tha first place. It be wot us feels underneaf that really counts...right!
To cut a rather long story short, a problem arose that neither of us understood at the time, and shortly thereafter I was required to move interstate to help my mother care for my dying father. Then, shortly after my father passed on, I
invited myself back here (divorced in the meantime or not) 'cause compelling intuition (prophetic visions) told me I'd be needed here big time (another very long, long story).....and needed I was - big time!!
If ev'r the ole ship come to rest in a calm sea an' there was no wind a blowin you could count on Starkers. I'd just tell him to jump inta the sea take hold of the rudder and cut loose. And, that would get the ship a mov'n, sure as could be". |
Us 'ave already tried that un, but tha Twisted Sister weren't built fer warp speeds ....I 'ad crewman Scotty keep bellerin' out: "I dinno 'ow much more o' this she can take Cap'n, she's beginnin' ta break up!!!!"
Keeps him out on the high seas and out from under your nose. |
Um, errrrrr, ye got that un wrong....and by her own admission/flatulent emissions, it be I that should be thankful I be sailin' tha 'igh seas.....so she not be under my nose.