To Junker Congress

[Tomtomrawr]

[color=#FFCC33]Roger Claymore

Don't worry 'bout me Mickey, I'll be alright. Ya know, I think a piece o' one o' ya friends got caught in ma engine, musta done somethin' to ma ship when tha merc arrived. Oh, 'nd 'e got a lucky shot with 'is Snack.

Oh, 'nd I wouldn't botha havin' any illusions 'bout capturin' me. Ma escape pod 'as 'bout thirty rockets attached to it which give me six hundred metres a second o' thrust for twenty-ish seconds. Trust me, ya learn that it's best ta prepare ya escape more than ya attack afta thirty years o' piratin'.

Oh, 'nd don't worry 'bout me takin' any prisoners. I just leave 'em in their pods, cos then they 'ave tha best chance o' bein' rescued by their ship remains. That's right, I ain't a monsta as ya so totally believe. I ain't gonna stop ya treatin' ya wounded, or stoppin' any supplies o' them sorts comin' to ya. I ain't a monsta.

But I ain't got no problem with woundin' or killin' anyone who wants to do that ta me. If they wanna kill me, then it's their fault when they go up in a ball o' flames.

Ya merc got lucky with 'is shot, but it won't 'appen 'gain. 'nd I 'ope ta see ya soon lad.

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[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.

Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.