I want a personal hot tub.
Pirate is not a flower. Neither am I, and yet butterflies and bees love to follow me about. Hate that.
There’s one lesson all birds should learn. Don’t eat the rabbit.
It’s the summer! And it’s hot. There are some who can take the heat, and there are those who prefer the shade. I’m with Knight all the way.
More on the theme of luck! Pirate and Knight do practice their swordplay, but it can’t be that fair when 10 ton blocks fall out of the sky at random. Alas, poor Knight!
Pirate is lucky. Luck incarnate, luck manifested. Not just good luck, but bad luck as well. She’ll have extraordinarily back luck at times, but let’s put it like this: don’t gamble with her. Ever.
Everyone has a bad day. A day when everything goes wrong. When nothing goes right. Just remember to but hope for a better day tomorrow. If Pirate is wise in any way, it’s that she knows how to live through the ups and downs of life.
Philosophical? Depressing? Maybe. But I’m tired, Pirate is injured, covered in wasp stings, hungry, and covered in mud. We all deserve a bad day.
So, I hear there’s some kind of soccer-thing going on. Well, I don’t know much about football or soccer or American-football or rugby. Apparently, neither does Pirate!
I’m going to let you figure this one out. Here’s a hint: Pirate takes things way too literally sometimes.
Based on a true story. Back to sleep for me.