Do you remember when we climbed the walls of Acre together? Do you remember how we threw the bodies of those defeated dogs that dared stand before our victorious might? All that waiting, all that frustration on the road to Acre...the times we fought back to back sure that we were soon to meet our ancestors in the Elysian Fields....Do you remember the sun setting on that defeated city, that defeated empire...How we sat, tired, covered with blood and sweat....we watched that sun set and basked in Victory, both of us knowing that we would never know a day like this ever again.....Do you remember?

Yeah, I don't either.

Hey, noticed you had not been on in a long time, hope you're well.

I just wanted to say that you haven't been forgotten Weebly Barnum

You You don't even want to know what I would do to that....person...who intentionally threw a taxidermied (I know I can't spell) fish through the poor computer. Oh well. One day my ship will come in and will pay your rent for a month and we can go to Amsterdam. Screw Colorado, I want to be back in Europe. I think I want to live in Germany. You think thats just a pipe dream and it will never happen but there is every possibility that it will...One last row att life before I go walk out into a field and eat a bullet (Im not suffering through MS...sorry, I'm a ♥♥♥♥♥ but it's evil.

I will never know what it is like to be liked.

Yeah yeah, "wahhh" and all that. Everybody has their own cross blah blah blah, I get it.

That cross doesn't seem so heavy, though, and the Centurian whhipping you seems to be hung over because he really isn't trying , when you have other people there sharing the same experience with you....you tend to help one another. My so called friends cherry picked my gaming rig down to practically nothing. Now I'm using this PoS PC thats making me wonder why I call myself a gamer at all...SMH I'm no gamer. I'm a chump with EASY MARK written on my forehead. If I knew I'd get away with it I'd chop off the mother ♥♥♥♥♥♥'s thumb who took my video card and shove it waaaaay up his ass for him and tattoo the state of Arkansas across both of his cheeks and forehead. Am I bitter? you'd better believe it.

Bean Bag Buccaneers is a two player children's game, the object of which is to pick up your treasure chest on the central island and sail back safely.

Each player has a giant sailing ship as their main game piece. Each ship has a removable sail, two trigger-action side panels, and a huge spring-driven cannon. Players take turns moving forward along a prescribed track and shooting bean bags at their opponent's ship. A hit on one of the side panels will force it to pop off and give the player a free shot at the other side; a hit forcing the sail off becalms the ship for a turn.

To add to the pirate flavor, each player also has an eye patch. Wearing these will slightly affect depth perception and add a marginal bit of sport to the shooting.

This game retailed for the somewhat impressive sum of $16 back in 1962. With its huge plastic ships (close to a foot long), giant vinyl play mat, and the eye patches, it may well stand as one of the more overproduced games of the early 1960s.