peter audition

the pirate captian they call, black stache!

vom vom, Hallo

hallo

oh, to be in england, now that april’s there, but whoever’s not in england gets to see my facial hair! Now, you’re likely wondering: can the fellow before you be entirely evil? can no compassian un-crease this furrowed brew?

brow

brrrowww. well fret not, mon frere, I’m a romantic! there’s a poet in these pirate veins and so I plug into the muse.

“plug into the muse”

snap for manicure — but what to do? which style to use? iambic? box office poison. Haiku? Sumerai- dont think so!!

“i dont think so!”

make her laugh mind the cuticle smee! slap her hand

slap abby hand

hoopah! got it!

A pirate with scads of panache

wants the key to the trunk with the cash

now heres some advice

though i seem to be nice

ILL CUT YOU!! Slit you up one side n down the other so ye can watch yer own stomach flop around on the deck