But, owing to their neglecting to set the topgallant sail, we made good time on them.
Davy readied the cannon.
While waiting to reach them, First-Mate Laura posed for publicity photos.
Not long afterward, Irving came about and fled downwind in a cowardly fashion, cunningly waiting until we'd shot off our single round after we'd grown impatient with the chase.
Next time, we'll have more cannon shot AND water balloons.
2 comments:
I thought you ordered everyone to stop havin fun several months ago...
Cannon fire? Has it really escalated to the point of this barberic behavior? I urge a heavy dose of diplomacy. Sit at the table of compromise and understanding and look your enemy in the eye and say "I love you". Then shake hands and vow to be soldiers of peace for the rest of your days. Cannon fire, really....
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