Yes, I Am A Pirate Two Hundred

Nothing To Show But This Brand New Tattoo. But It's A Real Beauty, A Mexican Cutie, How It Got Here I Haven't A Clue.

While My Mind Is Flexible, These Brittle Bones Don't Bend.

It Was Too Much Tequila, Or Not Quite Enough.

I'm Inspired By People Who Keep On Rolling, No Matter Their Age.

Grief Is Like The Wake Behind A Boat. It Starts Out As A Huge Wave That Follows Close Behind You And Is Big Enough To Swamp And Drown You If You Suddenly Stop Moving Forward. But If You Do Keep Moving, The Big Wake Will Eventually Dissipate. And After A Long Time, The Waters Of Your Life Get Calm Again, And That Is When The Memories Of Those Who Have Left Begin To Shine As Bright And As Enduring As The Stars Above.