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It came to my attention, over the weekend that several of you mistook Hurricane Hubble’s ugly visage for me !
I was too busy pirat liberating some fine rums to smuggle import to Ballard and was unable to reply to this calumny.
Let me set the record straight….Tweren’t me, Mcgee ! I have better things to do than standing in my front yard spinning yarns – I can do that at the Tilki ( and on occasion, do ).
Those of you who know me also know that my “business” requires a certain amount of stealth discretion and secrecy silence, so I rarely boast about my adventures.I reserve the ( highly self-censored ) tales of the bounding main for my grandchildren.
Whereas I am a seasoned salt and almost constantly at sea – just ask my First Maite – Hurricane Hubble is really a landlubber ! His years in the Navy were spent sailing a desk in Naval Supplies. The closest he came to a ship was the one time he entered a dingy race in Norfolk . His little dingly came in last !
That gob talks a good game but as we say on my galleon The Irish Rover®, " He’s all wind and no sail ! ". He couldn’t find his aft with both hands on deck !!
BTW On a happier note… the rum is in and safely stashed stored at the Tiki, so drinks are on me today ! Drink hearty, me hearties !
Mornin’ Ballardeers !
It came to my attention, over the weekend that several of you mistook Hurricane Hubble’s ugly visage for me !
I was too busy pirat liberating some fine rums to smuggle import to Ballard and was unable to reply to this calumny.
Let me set the record straight….Tweren’t me, Mcgee ! I have better things to do than standing in my front yard spinning yarns – I can do that at the Tilki ( and on occasion, do ).
Those of you who know me also know that my “business” requires a certain amount of stealth discretion and secrecy silence, so I rarely boast about my adventures.I reserve the ( highly self-censored ) tales of the bounding main for my grandchildren.
Whereas I am a seasoned salt and almost constantly at sea – just ask my First Maite – Hurricane Hubble is really a landlubber ! His years in the Navy were spent sailing a desk in Naval Supplies. The closest he came to a ship was the one time he entered a dingy race in Norfolk . His little dingly came in last !
That gob talks a good game but as we say on my galleon The Irish Rover®, " He’s all wind and no sail ! ". He couldn’t find his aft with both hands on deck !!
BTW On a happier note… the rum is in and safely stashed stored at the Tiki, so drinks are on me today ! Drink hearty, me hearties !