You dudes I'm baaaaaaaaack! Woah it's been like...ages since i posted this. I wasn't actually going to continue it but i got kinda bored the other night and i thought...hey...why not...and I was off. Haha. Anyway. i was amazed by the response I got to the first chapter, you guys rock!

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Disclainer: Once again I remind you that i do NOT own Jack.I also remind you NOt to sue me for loss of braincells or temporay insanity. Enjoy.

14/7/1763

Panic over. The rum bottle is no longer lodged onto my index finger. I really feel like quite a fool now. Utterly humiliated in fact would be the correct term I think.

I was sitting here in my cabin earlier this morning when Gibbs came knocking so I let him in. He asked why I wasn't out steering the ship, I explained that the obvious reason was that I had a rum bottle stuck on my index finger. Then what did he do? He laughed. Oh yes. Joshamee Gibbs laughed at Captain jack Sparrow. Then he said something along the lines of: "Ye still haven't figured out how to get it off yet?" And he laughed some more.

I was very angry I tell you. Nearly got me sword out on him for mocking me like that. I commanded he tell me how to get it off. And he explained that I needed to smash the bottle on the floor and it would break and come right off. Of course. I really do feel quite stupid for not thinking of that now. Must have had a bit heat stroke yesterday, I'm sure if I were feeling my normal self I would have realized straight away that was what I needed to do. So anyway Gibbs left chuckling to himself.

So of coursed I then smashed it on the floor and sure enough the rum bottle did dislodge itself as it cracked down the side and fell off my index finger. It was a relief I tell you. So I went out on deck to take my rightful place at the helm.

However, I was outraged once I got out there to find the whole crew attempting to hide sniggers and chuckles at me. I was the big joke. Captain Jack Sparrow was too stupid to realize how to get a rum bottle off his finger. Bet they had a right laugh about it. I barked at them to start working harder and threatened them with no shore leave if they didn't put their backs into it. That'll teach them to laugh at me.

However, I must say (and you, a battered old book are the only one to hear this – that say's a lot doesn't it?) that I really have suffered a great deal of embarrassment. But I suppose I'll get over it. I'll be back to normal in a few days and will have forgotten all about the whole fiasco. This is more than can be said about my poor index finger. It'll take quite a while for that to heal I'm sure. There are the cuts where I tried to cut the bottle off, and from where the bottle cracked. Not to mention it swelled up a bit, having been stuck in the bottle for a day.

But anyway. I suppose apart from a sore finger and bruised ego, I've come out none the worse for it. It certainly hasn't put me off rum which was one of my worries. And I have learnt a valuable lesson. Rum is for drinking and drinking only. No matter how many fleas hop into your rum bottle or whatever the reason may be, NEVER stick you finger in one.

Captain Jack Sparrow of The Black Pearl

:D:D:D And there you have it. The completedstory of the Rum Bottle. Hope y'all enjoyed that little peice of my twisted mind. It's been nice knowing you. (goes off to dunk head in water bucket)

(...but I'll be back...with something else to ake you go crazy...muhahaha...)