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There once was a man named Gold Roger… you know THAT part of the story, but do you know what REALLY happened, about Gold Roger’s life? Well allow me to explain, Gol D. Roger was his real name, he had shown interest in being a pirate at an early age. He continually ran around with makeshift eye patches, peg legs, and hooks. Plus a hat! At first it was fun and games until that very day!
His class at Lougetown Elementary had begun and Gol D. Roger was late as usual but today was the day that would change history! The clock ticked and ticked, and then at 12:00 Gol D. Roger bounced up and pulled out two plastic water pistols! “Everybody, freeze! Gimme’ all yer’ loot!” “MR.ROGER! I SUGGEST YOU SIT DOWN, NOOOOWWWW!!!!” bellowed his crabby old teacher! “I think, I shouldn’t! Plus I don’t think you can discipline at the moment, YOU’RE A BIT tied up!” back-talked Roger! Indeed she was! “MR.ROGER!!!!! YOU DID NOT TAKE A BITE OF THE LASSO LASSO DEVIL FRUIT, DID YOU!!!!!?????” bellowed his teacher! He had, his arm had turned to rope and was wrenching around her frail wrinkled body! Finally she broke one arm free and miraculously grabbed the telephone! “Hello, Mrs.Roger? I don’t think you’ll be pleased when you find out what your son is up too…”
“How-How could you?” Mrs.Roger was on the verge of tears. “HOW COULD YOU? WE ARE NOT PIRATES IN THIS FAMILY!!!! WE ARE NOT FILTHY SCUM, I AM, AND YOU ARE A ROGER!!!! NOW ACT LIKE ONE!!!” she was wailing! “Now Nancy, calm down, yelling is never the answer. There must have been something that provoked this behavior.” She said to herself. “Now young man, calmly tell me what happened…” “Well mom you see it was like this…” and Gol D. Roger began his tale…
The streets of Lougetown were gritty and the port was often labeled as “nefarious”, “filthy”, and “scum-filled”! Gol D. Roger walked along heading to port to see the pirates. He was donning his makeshift pirate outfit. When he reached the filthy port seagulls squawked and the air was salty. He chose the biggest ship and headed up the sloping entrance. On the mast was a title labeled “Baroque Works”. “ARGH! SHIBBER ME TIMBERS!” Gol jumped on the ship! “Kid, kid, kid! You gotta’ be kidding me! Real pirates don’t talk that way! They don’t have hooks, except for Mr. Zero that is, or eye-patches! You want to be a real pirate? Here, have some Lasso Lasso Fruit!” he offered Gol a brownish rope-like fruit. “Try it!” he offered. Gol ate it and to much to his disgust it was the most vile thing he ever eaten!
“And that is how it happened Mom!” Gol had finished his story. She burst into tears again. “Gol D. Roger! There’s only one thing to do! Keep you under house arrest until you are eighteen years of age! But that very night Gol D. Roger snuck out of his home and into the big, bad world!
There once was a man named Gold Roger… you know THAT part of the story, but do you know what REALLY happened, about Gold Roger’s life? Well allow me to explain, Gol D. Roger was his real name, he had shown interest in being a pirate at an early age. He continually ran around with makeshift eye patches, peg legs, and hooks. Plus a hat! At first it was fun and games until that very day!
His class at Lougetown Elementary had begun and Gol D. Roger was late as usual but today was the day that would change history! The clock ticked and ticked, and then at 12:00 Gol D. Roger bounced up and pulled out two plastic water pistols! “Everybody, freeze! Gimme’ all yer’ loot!” “MR.ROGER! I SUGGEST YOU SIT DOWN, NOOOOWWWW!!!!” bellowed his crabby old teacher! “I think, I shouldn’t! Plus I don’t think you can discipline at the moment, YOU’RE A BIT tied up!” back-talked Roger! Indeed she was! “MR.ROGER!!!!! YOU DID NOT TAKE A BITE OF THE LASSO LASSO DEVIL FRUIT, DID YOU!!!!!?????” bellowed his teacher! He had, his arm had turned to rope and was wrenching around her frail wrinkled body! Finally she broke one arm free and miraculously grabbed the telephone! “Hello, Mrs.Roger? I don’t think you’ll be pleased when you find out what your son is up too…”
“How-How could you?” Mrs.Roger was on the verge of tears. “HOW COULD YOU? WE ARE NOT PIRATES IN THIS FAMILY!!!! WE ARE NOT FILTHY SCUM, I AM, AND YOU ARE A ROGER!!!! NOW ACT LIKE ONE!!!” she was wailing! “Now Nancy, calm down, yelling is never the answer. There must have been something that provoked this behavior.” She said to herself. “Now young man, calmly tell me what happened…” “Well mom you see it was like this…” and Gol D. Roger began his tale…
The streets of Lougetown were gritty and the port was often labeled as “nefarious”, “filthy”, and “scum-filled”! Gol D. Roger walked along heading to port to see the pirates. He was donning his makeshift pirate outfit. When he reached the filthy port seagulls squawked and the air was salty. He chose the biggest ship and headed up the sloping entrance. On the mast was a title labeled “Baroque Works”. “ARGH! SHIBBER ME TIMBERS!” Gol jumped on the ship! “Kid, kid, kid! You gotta’ be kidding me! Real pirates don’t talk that way! They don’t have hooks, except for Mr. Zero that is, or eye-patches! You want to be a real pirate? Here, have some Lasso Lasso Fruit!” he offered Gol a brownish rope-like fruit. “Try it!” he offered. Gol ate it and to much to his disgust it was the most vile thing he ever eaten!
“And that is how it happened Mom!” Gol had finished his story. She burst into tears again. “Gol D. Roger! There’s only one thing to do! Keep you under house arrest until you are eighteen years of age! But that very night Gol D. Roger snuck out of his home and into the big, bad world!
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