[@Eviledd1984][@Skinner35][@User][@Mike the Bloodwolf]

	Bones looked at Powder Keg with a demonic grin. [color=ed1c24]"If ye' know what's good for ya', nighty night will be etched on yer' forehead durin' ye' next physical!"[/color] he proceeded to laugh maniacally while spinning around the mast. He stopped, grinned, and grabbed a bottle out of his pocket. On the cover it said 'Spanish malt, 12 year'. [color=ed1c24]"What a waste of good drink. Welp,
 rime to waste it."[/color] He then saw how high he was. His uncovered eye grew wide with fear. Dropping the bottle, over Barnabus' head, he howled like a beaten dog. [color=ed1c24]"Yeeeeehhooowwwweeee! God, don't strike me down! Lucifer, don't pull me down! Yaeehhhee!!![/color]