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“If only Robert were here,” Fred languished. “He’d know what to do.”
Alexis nodded her wholehearted agreement. “Indeed. He is a wonderful, brilliant specimen of a man, is he not?” “A beacon of hope and enlightenment to us all. A man for the ages, if you will.”“And not bad on the eyes, either.” “Oh, totally. Not that I....you know, swing that way...I mean, not that there’s anything wrong with that...but if I did, I’d totally go for him. You know, romantically.”“I know what you mean. Trapped in this female body of mine, though rightfully a man, I sometimes find myself torn between two conflicting urges...” “Okaaaay, too much information.”“Right. Back to the escape plan...” To make a long and rather titillating story short, there was a crew of sex-hungry sailors busying themselves with a throng of mindless hotties. Mix in a little rum and the captain’s absence, sprinkle in a mutinous fervor that had been steadily growing aboard the Bloated Seal in recent weeks, and conditions were ripe for escape. Or, if you’d rather,
take: 1 box (18.25 ounce size) yellow cake mix Voila! You’ve got yourself a tasty rum cake! It serves twelve. Anyway, Fred had been worked over pretty well and was sporting a bloody lip, two black eyes, bruised ribs, some mild internal bleeding, ect. He had tried to carry out Robert’s orders, but had failed. Just thought I'd mention that. You know, just...because. So, there you go. I am a good writer.It was now or never. Usually slaves were shackled and brought below deck, to the holds. But things hadn’t been going according to procedure. The chaos of the moment demanded action. Fred turned to Alexis, where they stood at the railing, while the debauchery played out all around them; with hotties giggling and running about, feigning bashfulness as the horny crew chased them about, shouting things that would have made even Robert blush. And that’s saying something!“This is it,” he whispered. “This is our moment. One of us may be captured, but at least the other will be free. Here’s the plan: one of us jumps to starboard, and one of us jumps to port. Once ashore, we will search for King Robert...the Great” “He is great, isn’t he?” Alexis said, staring off into the horizon, where a whale was fighting a giant octopus. Odd.“Quite. Alright. Best of luck! Here we go....”
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