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Avast There Ye Bilge Rats!

It be International Talk Like A Pirate Day so don't ye be a lubber! It be a day for grog, and plenty of it, and boarding the proud bishies!


September 19th is International Talk Like A Pirate Day

Mood: giddyPiratical!
Tune: MUSICMATCH Jukebox
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ARRR! Fifteen fangirls on a dead bishie's chest, arrr!

That be a good place fer them. Shovel the dirt on top!

Aye, that it be. And today Death or Glory be ours! Arr!

Aye, and a bucket o' grog either way.

I'll slice the nose off o' any smarmy wench or trog who fails to do it!

Ye always were the ruthless scallywag. Avast ye lubbers, beware the likes of Cap'n Noko!

I knew Dave Barry would end up changing the world. ^_^

If that be so, the squiffy must have a heap o' booty. I reckon that thar booty be a fine prize for the likes o' us.

I wonder if Hallmark makes a card for this?

Nay, the day hasn't been scuttled by the scurvy hornswogglers.

*is both confused and amused*

How, exactly, does one "talk like a pirate"? Is there some sort of official guide? Or does one just make it up as one goes along?

Eh, the only pirate I've ever liked is Sparrow, though, and he's currently dead (although I'm hopeful he will return alive, or maybe isn't really dead or something--damn movie sequals, anyway. Making me wait an entire year to find out what happened... Grr.)

Hee, I did enjoy the Ninja vrs. Pirate movie, though. :)

We use those canty sea terms and refer to blood and guts a lot. Over the rails with this panty-headed wench, capt'n?

Consider those Bishies boarded, arrrr!

Ye damned sprog! Ye didn't wait for yer Cap'n to titivate!

*lifts eyepatch*

Arrr... there be a day fer glottal exercise? Prepare for boarding!

I be overhauling a ship o' likely bishies ...

AAAAAaaaaargh, so THAT explains all the scurvy little changes all o'er the 'ol El Jay, aarrr! Ye scalliwags!

Savvy?

(God, I suck at this! That explains why Frank the LJ goat looks weird today and the lj user icons have eye patches...)

very well then. Since i am a former sailor and engineer (the hole snipes are just the same as pirates)i shall give you a nice sea story.

Now we all know how all sea stories begin

I REMEMBER BACK IN 1987...We were off the coast of Hampton Roads doing some sea trials. The ship had been layed up that winter for repairs in Baltimore.
When we hit the ocean, the waves got bigger and more fierce. the sea puppies were having a rough time. They were too soft due to the fact that the ship normally handles the sea with very smooth handling.
the old salts held bets on how many sea puppies were going to eat thier lunch again. One puppy made the mistake of watching the bilges while they were being pumped out. he had his lunch and breakfast three times.
The salts were wondering how these puppies would handle riding out the gales on a frigate instead of a tender


another story THAT IS TRUE...
the engineer..er..the snipes would always eat at the same table in the mess deck. One day, while we be in port, one of the hull techs had to clean the CHT tank in the aft section. (in navy terminology CHT=Shit)
A problem occured with the pump in the tank and the hull tech had climb into the tank to clean it out. The EDO (Engineer Duty Officer) wanted to be informed as well as the the Engineering Division heads (Duty R, Duty M, Duty B, Duty A, and Duty E)
So the nice hulltech came back on the mess deck and reported what he found in the tank.
You guessed it, twenty seconds later, the only people on the mess deck were the snipes. The nice hull tech brought a lovely arouma to the mess deck. We finished our chow with a most wonderful smell.

Ye scurvy knave! I could not ken a word until the hearty translator put it into me lingo.

very well then! Avast!! Since i am a fermer sailor an' engineer (the hole snipes be just the same as pirates)i shall give ye a nice sea story.

Now we all know how all sea stories begin

I REMEMBER BACK IN 1987...We were off the coast o' Hampton Roads doin' some sea trials. The ship had been layed up that winter fer repairs in Baltim're. When we hit the ocean, the waves got bigger an' m're fierce. the sea puppies were havin' a rough time. They were too soft due t' the fact that the ship normally han'les the sea with very smooth han'lin'. the old salts held bets on how many sea puppies were goin' t' eat thier lunch again! Avast!! One puppy made the mistake o' watchin' the bilges while they were bein' pumped out. he had his lunch an' breakfast three times. The salts were wonderin' how these puppies would han'le ridin' out the gales on a frigate instead o' a tender

another story THAT BE TRUE... the engineer..er..the snipes would always eat at the same table in the mess deck. One day, while we be in port, one o' the hull techs had t' clean the CHT tank in the aft section! Avast!! (in navy terminology CHT=Shit) A problem occured with the pump in the tank an' the hull tech had climb int' the tank t' clean it out. The EDO (Engineer Duty Officer) wanted t' be infermed as well as the the Engineerin' Division heads (Duty R, Duty M, Duty B, Duty A, an' Duty E) So the nice hulltech came back on the mess deck an' reported what he found in the tank. Ye guessed it, twenty seconds later, the only people on the mess deck were the snipes. The nice hull tech brought a lovely arouma t' the mess deck. We finished our chow with a most wonderful smell.


And fine stories they be, too. Ye can sail on me ship anytime, me hearty!

i can't do accents... on paper or in person

who thinks this shit up, that's what i want to know...

If ye click on yon link, the history of this fine day be explained.

Did ye wake with a squid in yer knickers? Ye seem a might testy.