cookie! cookie! COOKKIIEEE!
because of that:
Jack: cookie! cookie! cookie! *hugs cookie jar*
Liz: Jack, give me the cookies.. come on.. I'l trade you rum for it...
Jack: no! my cookie!
Liz: come on.. here's the rum! *hands it over*
Jack: *snatches rum and takes a swig* no! still my cookie! mine! mine! mine!
obsession with cookies... 😬
that gave me another weird idea too....!
JacK: My dirt! touch it and i'll send you off to davey Jones' locker!
Jack leaves the jar on the deck. Liz reaches over to examine it...
Jack: *runs over to the dirt and bear hugs it* No! I love my dirt! don't touch it! *examines it, and cautiously digs into it* Ahhh... It's still here...
Will touches Jack on the shoulder.
Jack: AAAAHHH! not my dirt! this is mine! all mine!
Norrington tries to snatch the jar.
Jack: *gets pistol and kills him* this is what happens when you touch my dirt!
*sigh* obsession over dirt.
lol, sudden obsession with cookies gave me ideas... it started with your scooby snacKs.. dodgy
Will: What is in the chest?
*fades out, and in to Davey examining the chest*
Davey: this is perfect... Just right.. Perfect! *brings out cookies* now i could safely store them in my precious box....
*fades out, and in to jack*
Jack: I've got a Jar of dirt! I've got a Jar of dirt! and guess what's inside it!
Davey: Enough! Give me back my cookies!
Jack: *looks inside.. cookies have already turned into crumbs from all his shaking* Oh no! my cookies! *eats dirt* oooohhhohohhhooohhhh...
^^^ OMG U HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I LAUGHED, MY SIDE HURTS
Jack: This compass points to the thing you want most...in this world
Liz: OoooooohAhhhhhhhh, can i use it for a sec, i lost my COOKIES
Jack: But your supposed to use it for more important things...like finding out who you love most, savvy?
Liz: Well...Yeah....BUT I MUST HAVE MY COOKIES
Jack: okay okay okay, chill, here you go
Liz: OI WHY IS IT POINTING TO YOUR JAR IF DIRT?
Jack: Cause you want my jar of dirt? WELL YOUR NOT GETTING IT!
Liz: ARE YOU SURE MY COOKIES ARENT INSIDE YOUR JAR OF DIRT???
Jack: Almost positive
*fight*
Jack: you broke my jar of....DIRT
Liz: you broke my COOKIES
Jack: WELL WHAT ABOUT THE COOKIE JAR? I PUT THEM IN MY JAR SO THEY COULD BE SAFE!!!
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Liz: I think I know who I love now
Jack: Me Right?
Will: Me?
Liz: No, I love my COOKIES
The obsession with cookies continues...
Liz: great, we're all on this island and your ship is gone! what are we supposed to do now?
Jack: ..well, to pass the time.. we could
Liz: Don't even think about it!
Will: *scoffs* I'm right here
Jack: You can join too, never have to many playes * wink*
Will: *disturbed*
Liz: Well, how are we gonna get off this island
Jack: you could use my cellphone, but I ran out of minutes
Will: maybe if you weren't on it all the time having phone sex
Jack: well, that phone's there for me...unlike others *leers at Elizabeth*
I still am obsessed with cookies! panic
Jack: To the Black Pearl. [drinks and loses consciousness; wakes in the morning to the smell of smoke; sees the island burning and runs to Elizabeth] No! Not good! Stop! Not good! What are you doing? You burned all the food, the shade! The rum! The Cookies!
Elizabeth: Yes, the rum is gone.
Jack: Why is the rum gone?
Elizabeth: One, because it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Two, that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire Royal Navy is out looking for me, do you really think that there is even the slightest chance that they won't see it?
Jack: But why is the rum gone? And the cookies! no! my cookies! *slumps down to the ground and cries*
Liz: You didn't tell me there were cookies! I wouldn't have burned everything! *cries with Jack*