I'm Not As Think As You Stoned I Am
Disclaimer: I do NOT own POTC or CJS. A/N: This is based off of a funny POTC caption that I made. I am replacing Elizabeth with Will in this fic. Warnings: a bit of language. Savvy?
Jack was asleep on the island that he and Will had gotten marooned on, when smelled smoke. Wot da hell?
Jack thought as he got up. HOLY CRAP!!! WILL'S BURNIN' MAI RUM!!!! BLOODY EUNECHY WHELP!!! Jack stared in hazy horror as Will burned his rum. "NO! STOP! NOT GOOD!" jack yelled as he flailed his arms about. Will turned to Jack and said, "Do you have a better idea as to how we can get off this 'godforsaken spit of land' as you call it." Will looked at Jack, his brow furrowed in puzzlement. "Jack, are you completely stoned?" "Yea, a lil. Why?" "A little?" Will replied incredulously. "I'm not as think as you stoned I am!!" Jack exclaimed.
Note to readers: Well, whadaya think? Should I finish it??