No! Not good! Stop! Not good! What are you doing? You burned all the food, the shade, the rum!

[ithika]

Take my quiz, take my quiz, take my quiz!

What Kind of Demonic Misfit Are You?

Ah, this is hillarious!!!

Jack : [pushing through the crowd of pirates] Beg your pardon.

Barbossa: [is ready to slit Will ’s throat] Begun by blood…

Jack : Excuse me.

Barbossa: …by blood un –

Will: Jack !

Barbossa: S’not possible.

Jack : Not probable.