Wednesday, September 19, 2007


Stand fast, ye cowardly dogs!

Ahoy, mates! Today be Talk Like a Pirate Day! Stand ready--sail spotted three points off the port bow. We've got the weather gauge, and we'll be on 'em afore the day is out. A gold crown fer the bloodthirsty savage what lands the first grapple t' that hull!

Jon, I dare you to talk like a pirate all day at work. I'll bet you won't do it. You don't have the balls. No balls!

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