A Need for Myths, Legends, and Things of a Random Nature

...The Barrister.
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...The Encyclopedia Salesman.
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...The IT'S Guy.
(Can we change that one? It is exactly his greatest role...)

Huh? You confused me....

How?

What you posted before me.

"...The IT'S guy" or the wanting to change the name solution part?

Both.

I get it now.

At last...

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AMAZON-NESS!

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...........................The horror of spilling coffee.

How could TTI:FPR been made pirate themed, do you think?

???

Let us talk of pirates before it is massacred.

Remember the grandma bulldozing the pirates?

Indeed, though I don't remember you explaining that fully...

What I said was semi-pirate themed. I was asking how the plot of The Tale of Ichabod: Feel the Power of the Rabbit (TTOI:FTPOTR if you like, or TI:FPR) could have been injected with pirate-y themes.

Erm... Plumbob could be a pirate peasant....?

1. Huzzah for the spilling coffeeness.
2. The gandma bulldozed pirates. Many pirates. All the pirate fangirls screamed. So the grandma went after them too. She bulldozed them all. All but one. That one grew up to be (Grew up to be, grew up to be, grew up to be....)................. I'm not sure. You continue the story.

Oh, you can do better than that. Pirate-y in theme, not just a character. A change in the plot, perhaps...

1. Philosophy...🍺
2. (lol, gandma)(we must remain OT...) Grew up to be!....yes!, grew up to be!.....a savvy (OT...in a way) entrepreneur, selling all the gourds of the pirate-y land.
"I have a way of paying for this gourd," Will, one day, said. Not well remembering her former ways of Fangirlism, the Spared One was blank.
"Uh....don't 'ya wanna' haggle?"

1. Philosophy and spilling coffeeness......?
2. The grandma ran off into the woods with the gourd, where she encountered a cave in which there lived something so foul, so hideous.......(continue)

1. 'Twas philosophical coffee...
2. (It was the Spared One, not the 'Gandma' remember?) ....that it caused the soiling of armour and the deaths of people that lead to pronunciation discussions. But rather than venturing into the cave, the salesperson took interest in that discarded, soiled armour nearby. It had charm, somehow, she thought. She knew it could be her potential new...