But surely we are not allowed..." "Allowed?" I counters. "We're allowed to do anything in this world until someone says we ain't allowed and that someone can back it up.

men i swear." -jacky faber

What's the matter Jaimy? Ain't-cha never seen a girl before? -Jacky Faber

Ah Padriac. I have often wondered if boys who have flaming red hair up top also have...yep.

I close my eyes, hoping to slip into the same dream again, but then that never happens, does it?

If I take a tumble, I'll mae quite a splash, but at least I won't smash against the deck and make a mess. Still be dead, though.

We clear the harbor and the wind catches her sails and my beautiful ship leans over ever so gracefully, and her elegant bow cuts cleanly into the increasing chop of the waves. I take a deep breath and my chest expands and my heart starts thumping so strongly I fear the others might see it beat through the cloth of my jacket. I face the wind and my lips peel back from my teeth in a grin of pure joy.