Well, without the bouyancy provided by the internal gasses, the weight of the twenty people suddenly increases, snapping the cables, sending them plunging to their smelly doom.
Tragic.
Well actually, QtM, your avid readers have a better memory of things you’ve said than you do. Although I got the clothes thing wrong. From this thread:
Reminds me of hearing about the guys getting together on a Sat. night and expulsing flatuses into candle flames and watching the flares.
Curse the internet and its perfect memory!
I fa…, I mean I stand corrected.
I just wanted to say that the original line did not faze me, but your followup made me spray beer out my nose. You are correct, the pirate voice makes all the difference.
I think a Klingon voice would give the pirate voice a run for its money.
Killing me softly, with his sound…