ARRRRRRR mateys! Swab the poop and hoist the yardarm off the main-fore-mast-sail...thing! Today be Talk Like A Pirate Day, though sadly, we only be finding out as the sun be settin' o'er the blast horizon. So the cakey victuals, they be already chosen. Avast! Poop deck! Yet by Davy Jones' locker, we'll be doin' ARRRR best!
Now, bring on the victuals, ye scalawags!
Ay! This be a mighty fine cake! Flowers and butterflies good enough for the scurviest wenches in all of Tortola. ARRR!
And what have we here?
A hippo! Foul beast! Thems and mermaids be bad luck for us sea dogs! ARRR!
And what do me eyes be seein'?
Do they be daisies? Finally! ARRR!
ARRR! More daisies! And rickrack! Rickrack's a piratey word! ARRR!
This pretty be the fairest I've seen in many a winter!
By the powers! I feel like I be in Fiddler's Green! Where's me spyglass?
Alas! Ahoy! Avast! Aye! um... grog! I be needin' a closer gander at this here winsome wench:
Aye, she be sweet as spiced wine, but now...We wants the redhead!
Submitted by Julie L. and made by Dragonfly
Arrr, tharrr she be.
Shiver me timbers, the redhead's a MERMAID?!? Never ye mind, lads, we'd best be hauling anchor to fairer ports; the Cap'n, he be waiting.
Aye, ye never be wantin' to rile the Cap'n; he packs a right nasty left hook.
(Ahoy, be it a mite smelly in here, or is that just Smee?)