Talk Like A Pirate Day – September 19

Ahoy there and shiver me timbers sea-kitties… Sunday be the official “Talk Like a Pirate Day.”
If’n you be a doubtful scoundrel and believe me full of chum, feast ye peepers, (or peeper, if’n ye got a patch o’er the hole of yer former), on this here site:
Talk Like A Pirate Day – September 19
I fer one, am plannin’ a day as any other fair day- rest, I will. Then when the tide be low and me faithful parrot… er, wait… don’t have a parrot… Then when the tide be low and me faithful mate Rocket the Chum Chucker wakes me with a yeowl, I’ll eat, drink and be merry to the tide’s sleepy return. (Rocket is one of my silly-ass cats.)
Or, I’ll swab the house, eat, drink and be jEN… but I may do it with a patch o’er my eye just for fun… ๐Ÿ˜‰

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Go find ye a scoundrel name and state it proudly back into me comments, me sea-kitties. I am to be known by “Capn Esmerelda the Red Arse” on Sunday… but how the generators know about the tone of my ass is beyond me… heh heh

Enjoy and don’t forget the gratuitous use of “Aarrrr!”

4 thoughts on “Talk Like A Pirate Day – September 19”

  1. Ahoy Capn Esmerelda the Red Arse,

    it be a fine sailing weather, for those who likes seein’ ships smashed on dar rocks, Aarrr and I do, for I am Mad Davy Flint.

    Fifteen men on a dead man’s chest, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum…

    Aarr did some scurvy dog mention rum

    Tankard over here ya landlubber, Aarrrrr

    Mad Davy Flint

  2. Ahoy there Mad Davy Flint! A fine cup o’ waves we’re havin’ this dry heavin’ evenin’! A settin’ sun, rum and a bucket o’ chum be the plans fer this night of slow sails and cat tails… Aarrrr!

    or… maybe I’ll just order a cheese pizza… ๐Ÿ˜‰

  3. Aarrr so it be talk like a Pirate day here in old Blilghty and Mad Davy Flint be full O’Grog after a night in the taverns.

    Mad Davy now sports a black eye after trying the the chat up line “Avast, me proud beauty! Wanna know why my Roger is so Jolly?” ๐Ÿ™‚

    Aarrr if only it was true, but Mad Davy Flint know not what is true Aarr.

    A Bilge rat with the IQ lower that the ships parrot knocked my shipmate an’ me back from the local joint for meeting fair maidens or not so fair maidens, Aarrr maybe it was the eye patch or the cutlass he didn’t like or maybe it was just after closing time, Aarrrr.

    Aarrr I think that be enough Aarrrrs


    Mad Davy Flint

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