As sailors we all need to be aware that tomorrow, September 19, is International Talk Like a Pirate Day. Arrrgh, I hope ye be havin' a good Talk Like a Pirate Day. See attached link:
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To talk like a pirate, you must know your pirate name
Which you can discover by going here: http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate.php
Which you can discover by going here: http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate.php
Talk like a pirate day????
Sounds like a pretty stupid thing to do to me. Talk like a pirate sounds like something my grandchildren would do.
Sounds like a pretty stupid thing to do to me. Talk like a pirate sounds like something my grandchildren would do.
Awesome
Talk Like a Pirate Day, what a great idea. Ayy Can't quite understand the appeal of dirty, murderous, raping thieves but it is undeniable, we love pirates. That's why I fly a Jolly Roger on my boat. Avast ye scurvy dogs, prepare to be boarded!
Talk Like a Pirate Day, what a great idea. Ayy Can't quite understand the appeal of dirty, murderous, raping thieves but it is undeniable, we love pirates. That's why I fly a Jolly Roger on my boat. Avast ye scurvy dogs, prepare to be boarded!
Avast
Arr, poor ol'Ken. Since his keelhauling he ain't been the same. Here tell he'll be giving up his ship to end his days a servant to the Queen. Sad indeed.
Arr, poor ol'Ken. Since his keelhauling he ain't been the same. Here tell he'll be giving up his ship to end his days a servant to the Queen. Sad indeed.
Ay, about a fortnight ago ...
me and the galley wench were in port for a roundezvous with our scurvy offspring at the place where the flyin' machines land like a sea bird on a calm sea. I be wearin' me cap from Antiqua with the skull and bones displayed. Arr, with time to kill I took fancy to a journal about our brethren "Under the Black Flag" and decided to purchase said journal, bein' unarmed and outmanned and generally in a jovial mood. Damned if the scurvy devil of a merchantman didn't snicker as he eyed me cap and me journal whilst I paid the ducat. The bloke had good fortune that day as me cutlass be back at the ship, or his head would otherwise be separated with one stroke from ear to ear. Avast me maties! signed, Mad Tom Flint
me and the galley wench were in port for a roundezvous with our scurvy offspring at the place where the flyin' machines land like a sea bird on a calm sea. I be wearin' me cap from Antiqua with the skull and bones displayed. Arr, with time to kill I took fancy to a journal about our brethren "Under the Black Flag" and decided to purchase said journal, bein' unarmed and outmanned and generally in a jovial mood. Damned if the scurvy devil of a merchantman didn't snicker as he eyed me cap and me journal whilst I paid the ducat. The bloke had good fortune that day as me cutlass be back at the ship, or his head would otherwise be separated with one stroke from ear to ear. Avast me maties! signed, Mad Tom Flint
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