Tag: Inktober2020
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Smoktober 11 They sails to the wild coast, then the forest, deep and darkTo see the old talking tree, that grew pipes from his bark“This is one of mine, I am not cursed, so you’re mistakenMaybe you should assume that your pipes aren’t the problemBut something else that is for you condition to blame.Although I’m…
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Smoktober 10 They sails to the land of Lilliput, see Clefrin FrelockHe’s retired from official duties, and opened a shop“It’s indeed a pipe of mine, I recognize my crest.I swear to thee there’s no magic nor curses in my craft.”The sailor’s sight, it’s gonna be a long quest.“Hang on” said his wife, let’s sail to…
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Smoktober 09 So they sails to the next harbor, see Jimmy Maggle. He have a nice shop, called “Tobacco & finest pipes”Jimmy apologies. “I really don’t know about magic, dear client. But if you think this one’s cursed, please have a replacement.”You can’t argue with no charges, and Jimmy seems sincere.“Let’s ask the next one”…
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Smoktober 08 Two old lovers on a boat, sailing away SouthLooking for a way to lift this smoky curse They’ll visit every place, will look everywhereUntil they found this damned pipe’s seller *** Deux amants embarqués dans une quête effrénée,Cherchent une cure, un remède à ces fuméesDéterminés à visiter chaque port, chaque boutiqueJusqu’à trouver celle…
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Smoktober 07 As it turns out, ‘tis was not a crate of rum.The old sailor’s wife is wise and stubborn.No way she’d let his old silly of a husband roams the seas alone, without her by his side. *** Il s’avéra que la caisse de rhum contenait autre choseLa femme du vieux marin est sage,…
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Smoktober 06 As he boards his sloop, the old sailor takes a sad look at an empty dock.There’s no one there. His wife didn’t come to say goodbye.His pack’s full of pipes. His hold’s full of food. There’s also a heavy crate of rum.With a sight, he raises the bridge and the anchor, ready to…
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Smoktober 05 This is a tough choice for the old sailor. Although he had now quit tobacco, he’s still smoking.He can’t stay near his beloved wife, because she would be sick from the fumes.So, he chooses to take his pipes and sail away to visit each place where he bought them.Maybe he will find somewhere…
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Smoktober 04 The next morning came. The old sailor was still smoking. It was not painful or anything but became quite bothersome.He went and asked several physicians and good doctors. None could help, and all were baffled by his condition.As the days flew away, the smoke got thicker. Maybe one of me pipes is cursed?…
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Smoktober 03 One night his wife wakes him up. She’s quite angry, and she yells at him:“I told you to stop smoking in the house! Especially in bed!”But as soon as she makes some light the room, she become worried.The old sailor was not smoking the pipe. He’s smoking… himself!Thin trails of smoke were pouring…
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Smoktober 02 He like to smoke so much he has a large collection of smoking pipes and apparels from all around the world.Some very simple, some incredibly complex. Some made from clay, other carved from wood and some cast from metal.This is not a very expensive collection, for he was not rich. Nonetheless, it’s a…