You didn’t got the subtile message.
Law is focused around water with his underwater ship.
Kid is always around birds in these illustrations. What do you think comes next for his ship?
What subtle message would that supposedly be? :watchout:
Kid is always around birds in these illustrations.
Always around birds?
Damn funniest birds I ever saw.:risicheck:
What do you think comes next for his ship?
It's spirit goes to heaven as a reward for putting up with Kidd's shit all these years while the latter languishes on a NIP (Not Important Person) visit to Davy Jones's Locker.

Let's give Kidd's ship a send off everybody. Rest in Pieces to the Victoria Punk. Sing along folks. :risiup:
 
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What subtle message would that supposedly be? :watchout:

Always around birds?
Damn funniest birds I ever saw.:risicheck:

It's spirit goes to heaven as a reward for putting up with Kidd's shit all these years while the latter languishes on a NIP (Not Important Person) visit to Davy Jones's Locker.

Let's give Kidd's ship a send off everybody. Rest in Pieces to the Victoria Punk. Sing along folks. :risiup:

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I sleep with wolves and Swim with sharks, we are partners against criminal mobs that are dolphins
Bro is the alpha of seven seas.
 
I sleep with wolves and Swim with sharks, we are partners against criminal mobs that are dolphins
On the day I was born
At the age of four
My mama asked me a question
"What the fuck are those?"
All my friends spoke up
They said "We'll throw these down a hole"
They could figure right away
That they were crap to the sole
Crap to the sole
Crap to the sole
C-C-C-C-Crap
C-C-C-C-Crap
C-C-C-C-Crap
Crap to the sole
I broke a thousand slides
Before I met you
I'll break a thousand more, baby
Before I got drip all the way through
I wanna be your mannequin
Not even you, just your shoes
I'm here to tell ya honey
That mine are crap to the sole
Crap to the sole
C-C-C-C-Crap
C-C-C-C-Crap
C-C-C-C-Crap
Crap to the sole
I make a rich woman beg
I'll make a good woman steal
But I can't worsen my Pumas
Because they're crappy as can be
I wanna be yours pretty jordans
Yours and yours alone
You may cost a lot of money
But mine are crap to the sole
C-C-C-C-Crap
C-C-C-C-Crap
C-C-C-C-Crap
Crap to the sole
And when I walk the streets
People think that I died
Every person I meet
They stay unsatisfied
I wanna tell ya pretty jordans
Well Ya see I make my own
They're smelly as fuck
And they're crap to the sole
Crap to the sole
C-C-C-C-Crap
C-C-C-C-Crap
C-C-C-C-Crap
Crap to the sole
 
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