Colonial Campaigns Club (CCC)

Corporal Andrew Marriot.

Following his training at Ft. Davis under the direct supervision of Colonel Davis himself, he has been forwarded on to Tony Malone's Department for assignment to a regiment.

Raise your glass, and we'll finish off the rum!

<i>Don't tread on me!</i>

[:0] Apparently this Rhum is a wee bit stronger that that cut whiskey they serve when Mad Jack is about. Seems I made this announcement over the weekend....have I been asleep? Ah well. Good thing tomorrow is Friday. [;)]

CUT WHISKEY!!!! Ye gommeril, haud yer tongue and show some respect fer the cratur I serve to guests. The day ye drink aught but Scoth single malt, or the occasional poteen (yes, McAuslan, fill it again, but dinnae ye disturb me when I'm ranting at an American, d'ye hear me?) the day ye tup any but the best in my camp, that is a day ye'll nivir see. Aye, lad, Mad Jack, indeed, he who delights in the skirl of the pipes and the swirl of the skirts.

Och, I fergot to welcome yer new wee playmate (see how ye plague me, Michael?). Come in, Rebel, tuck intae the fun and make yer noisome way among these Ajaxes and Hectors. Mind ye dinnae touch my batman, McAuslan, for isn't he the dirtiest soldier in the world. Now then, Yank, can ye see us a fiver 'til the next full moon? I had a horse go lame, ye see, and just at the last turn.......

Translation:

Happy to see a new opponent. Settle down and have some fun. Don't bother my unkempt servant, but I do need a loan for a month. I don't even own a horse, but sweet Molly is waiting.[:D]