We took Henrietta, The Queen Mother, out last night til something like four in the morning (I haven't transferred those pics yet). Then we got got up to have breakfast at Joe's Stone Crabs as it was the last day before they close for the summer.
We dined with Mrs. Stuyvesant-Fish, and she was a bawdy as ever; that woman has no shame. She didn't even remember coming into the bungalow and flashing her tits to us and everyone else in the room. Poor thing. Still, we are stuck with each other, for neither one of us could say we ruled this pitiful town without each other. She doesn't really trust me, though; she has positioned a cannon outside her seaside mansion to worn me off. Poor thing; I am so harmless.
posted by Alexis du Bois @ 3:24 PM
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Sending down a few Troops for your protection. Til then act as nonchalant as possible. The Northern Cannons will follow. du Barry
She continues to blame us (Yankees) for destroying her way of life. The only thing that suts her up is the word, "Sherman".
That cannon already points due North. Bring it on, old women.
MSF
Along with the Cannons their are 16 Galleons sailing down the east coast toward Florida."Countess du Barry standing at Cliff Walk with Sword pointing to the sky" Take that Mrs Fish....The Yankees ARE Coming....
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