Arrr, cap'n, avast and belay it be that scurvy bilge rat Braisers, again.
Strutting his stuff in his flimsy garments - shall I keelhaul him, cap'n, and then we can get on with tipping down the rest of that keg of grog! Arrgh-hah-arrrgh!
Strutting his stuff in his flimsy garments - shall I keelhaul him, cap'n, and then we can get on with tipping down the rest of that keg of grog! Arrgh-hah-arrrgh!
Aye, land lubbers - 'tis International Talk Like A Pirate Day!
(I've had more email about this picture than virtually any other in the history of Hell-o-oh. About 8% complimentary. In an attempt to placate my correspondents I have reprinted it, suitably bowdlerised.)
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Not quite haiku
But I like you.
Tres amusant - pas!
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Shouldn't threre be an accent over the e?
That was some mighty fine pirate talk, sir.
Belay and a-swab yer decks or I'll take 'ee for the son of a biscuit- eater, ye scurvy dog.
Not bad that, either, eh?
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