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2006 LASC Playday

2006 LASC PLAY DAY--COSTUME CLASS

 

Is that you Meagan?

A Pirates Playday for Me

Yo Ho…

By Captain Jack Sparrow/Checkers

 

I have a story to tell.  A tale of excitement, intrigue.  But first let me introduce myself.  Everybody knows me as Checkers, Beijing’s Chinese Checkers.  But in secret I am the daring, adventurous llama pirate Captain Jack Sparrow!!!  I live my life making everybody believe I am a normal llama, but when nobody is watching, I open the gates that cage me in the brig, and I commit many acts of piracy (getting into the green plants etc.)!  So that is the real me.  But now for the tale of my latest pirate adventure.  Oh and, don’t forget, nobody knows I am really a pirate (and the one eating the garden) so don’t tell anyone! J

 

It was a day like any other; I let myself out for a morning stroll and a quick snack of tasty garden grown lettuce, and then locked myself in the brig again before anybody found out.  But I was in for a surprise.  Shortly after committing my crimes of piracy, my people woke up. They seemed in more of a hurry than usual, and I figured something was up. After a while, they took me and my First Mate, Bounder, and loaded us up in the ship that runs on land, and took us on a little trip. I did not mind, I enjoyed sailing down the long, black sea of pavement watching other land-sailing ships go by.

 

 Anyhow, when we reached our destination, I saw that there were other llamas there.  So I figured it would be like all the other gatherings of llamas, beginning head to head rivalries with other llamas doing stuff over obstacles to win ocean colored ribbons, and make your people happy.  But when I got out of the ship, I found that it was much different. There were llamas there with stripes and spots, which were purple red and green!  My rival captain (and good friend) JR who is usually just white, had spots on him with all the colors of the rainbow!  Talk about strange. Not only that, there was a punker llama, a llama bug, and a wizard llama!  I could not believe my eyes.  It just seemed too strange for hums. Then I saw another pirate llama, and I had an idea.  If everybody was showing their true identity, and then having a contest about how good they looked, I would join too.  I was a pirate, so it would be no problem.

 

There were a few competitions before the looks contest, all timed.  I was doing ok, but running is not my thing.  Remember, I am Captain Jack Sparrow, and for all of those who have seen the actor named after me (not vice-versa), well, he runs like I do (I won’t be more descriptive for the sake of my own pirate pride).  I only did ok in those, but I knew I would rule when it came time for the looks contest, because I was the most handsome pirate I have ever seen.

 

Finally it was what I had been waiting for. The looks contest, though my person called it a costume contest (costume indeed! HUMPH).  The bug, wizard, other pirate and punker were there and waiting. I donned my mustache and goatee (it wasn’t easy) and my fine pirate shirt, boots, dreadlocks, red bandanna, hat, earring, and the one thing I can’t be without, my sword (I left my compass at home).  Then I put on a pack, with a boom-box inside of it, playing the Pirates of the Caribbean soundtrack (my favorite movie, it is all about me!)  I covered the pack with my homemade pirate flag, and was ready to go. My person dressed as a pirate also.

 

All of us (the strange llamas and I) walked around a gazebo, being judged for our looks by a man of some importance (my person said it was a mayor, but I am sure it was a commodore of the British navy keeping the lookout for pirates), and I thought I was doing great, until my boots started coming off!  I was surprised; they had never done that before.  But I held in there, dragging my boots on the ground and barely holding on to them with my toes, and I kept them from coming off.

 

Just like I thought he would, the person of importance placed me first for looks and gave me an ocean colored ribbon. I was so happy, that I decided I would get drunk on Electrolyte Water when I got home. 

 

There was only one contest left after that, a timed race.  I decided I wasn’t going to run, I had done what I came to do.  I put my person in a sour mood, but that is not my problem!

 

That wraps up my tale, thanks for reading it.  I want to thank a few persons now, by request of my person, Meagan Browne.  First she wanted me to want to thank Crystal Meyers, the mother of the punker llama’s person, for putting together this gathering of llamas and making it so great.  

 

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