30 Jan 2006
Oh where to begin..... One upon a time, there was an ogre who was always covered in warts. He had a horrible skin condition that made warts appear all over his body. One day this ogre was hanging around, you know doing what ogres do, when a pirate ship from the Norse came from no where! Little did these Norse pirate know, they were about to fight the future King of Pickles! The ogre ran to the beach and began to fight for his right to be an ogre. The ogre ran past the Norse Pirates and ran right into their ship, and ripped of their steampost!! Utilizing his ogre strength he swated a goos number of the Norse crew and left only their captain to remain. The Norse captain drew his sword and blindly charged the ogre in frustration! The ogre using his vast knowledge, went into the shallow water and picked up the anchor to the Norse ship! He spun it around, and around, and around, and around, and let go right when the Norse captain was about to slice him. The anchor flew into the captains chest and sent him flying! It was at that time the ogre knew he wanted to be a pirate. (For reasons I cant explain) So, he gathered a group of some very rough ogres and called them his pirate crew! He nominated his first and second mates and set sail to for empire port towns to raid. When the Picklepirates would set anchor on the docks, the pirates would leap out and follow the pickle code: First, we be stealin all of der food, Second, we be stealin all der gold, third, we rape the heck out der women, and we be eatin of der pickles! If de dont gots no pickles, then we kill um all! And so the Picklepirates continued raiding random ports beating all in their way
-The End
-The End
You know you're messed up, when you go to the hospital and the doctor says," Oh my God!!!!"
-Richard Pryer
-Richard Pryer