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Gavan O'Connell 14
Contributed by
ramfire
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Tuesday, 13th March 2007 @ 12:38:53 PM in AEST
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Sven Olsen looked over at the little Irishman laying prone on his back in the brig. It was a look of new respect for the tough little guy . He spoke across to him. Hey mick, you likin the sea yet? From the foul weather gear came a low curse and something about the grog Larsen had given him. With a moan he gave back a few words. Thats a bad drink to give a man. Youd think Gavan Oconnell would be given something witha few teeth in it. Whatever it was, it fair makes my stomach turn. It does that and I hope to god I never taste it again. Got any whiskey on this rat infested tugboat? That drew a little laugh from Olsen. You hear that, Brawny? He doesnt like our grog. Now thats a real pity, aint it? But you know, I dont give a farthing if he does or doesnt. What do you think of that, me blasted stowaway? We got no whisky aboard the Copenhagen. Captains orders. Youll take the grog and like it.:
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Re: Gavan O'Connell 14
(User Rating: 1 ) by RICHARD_CAMPBELL on
Wednesday, 14th March 2007 @ 10:26:20 AM AEST (User
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this is diffently a story cant wait to read its ending.good write. |
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