58 bottles of unhappiness.

59 bottles. You cannot afford to pay the rum tax, Davy?

60. No, I can. I just choose not to. And anyway, my guild's rum supply has been almost dry. Gotta save what I have mate.

61 bottles. Dry, you say?



Seems as if my minions have succeeded...

62 bottles. No, it wasn't your minions. One of them confessed to me today, saying that he drank it dry. Ask the good *cough* Doctor.

63 bottles. Dawkta...... Ah well, plenty of time to go plunder a ship to pay up, no? Only 2 barrels!

This month.

64 bottles. You know you'll never get a drop off me right?

65 bottles. I forgot it was only 1 barrel... 2 barrels next month!

And don't fret Davy. My collection team, with a new member replacing the Dawkta, shall make the pick up as quiet as possible.

66 bottles.

Fine Jack. You win. Meet me in game in five minutes. Legassa server, Tortuga Dock. You'll get it.

67 bottles. Get what? The Rum?

If so, I'll be sure to wear my radiation suit.

68 bottles. Legassa. Be there.

69 bottles. Just when I log into Mosona..

70 bottles of rum with rats in it.

71 bottles of nasty... Be they land or shiprats?

And an Ahoy to a lurking Crest!

72 bottles. Aye they be shiprats.

They taste much better than land rats.