Yar!! Avast ye maties.. It's Talk Like a Pirate Day! Ha Ha!

Avast ye scallywags!

Be wishin' me luck in Toe-peek-ah.

I be drivin' the pirates favorite car... Integra Type RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

;)
 
So me hearties at work were going to take ye break. Tis the email from me work:

arrrrrrrr.... shiver me timbers... Ye cometh with a good idear! Let the little wench go to the poop deck then we will walk YE plank! (Ye other believer)


potty first then will (Ye non believer in ye Pirate Day)

Get your smokes ye scurvy wenches! Arrrrrrr! (Me)
 
Aye, The work day be over. I've enough swashbuckling, pillaging and marauding fer one day. Chances be ye've enough swabbing the deck as well!
Har, har, har...

Calm yer soul ye mutinous bilge rats; it be time to rest those weary bones.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life fer me...
 
[SIZE=+0]Five pirates and one woman wash up on a desert island after a shipwreck.
Before long they are all getting pretty horny so they all make a deal.
Each pirate will marry the woman for one week at a time, at which point the next pirate in line will marry her and so on.
All the pirates get sex every five weeks and the woman gets sex as often as she wants with a different pirate each week.
The situation works wonderfully for five years. When the woman suddenly dies...
The first week after wasn't too bad.
The second week was getting sort of bad.
The third week was getting pretty bad.
The fourth week was really bad.
The fifth week was horrible!
By the sixth week it was unbearable...

So they buried her.[/SIZE] .
 
Me father sent word to my mate in early hours of morn to be lettin' me know that today I be needin' to speak like a pirate would too aye. An' so I be supposin' I should heed his word.
 
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