September 19, 2006

• YAAARRRRGH!
• *decides to get blind drunk and lie under a table instead*
• Talk like a pirate, eh? Argh, give me your John Denver CD and I'll make me a copy.
• Er? What happened to my comment? Creepy. Musta been eaten by scurvy rats.
• Another port-hole has opened!
• Scurvy was a disease caused by lack of vitamin C, not a type of rat. n00bzXoRy dogs! Har harrr!
• Yarr! Twas me keelhauled nunia's landlubber of a comment! Cast it into the briny deep, did I!
• PB: if you'll note that 'these' links to an article about pirates, it becomes obvious that I was not categorizing rats as scurvilous, but denoting pirates as 'bilge rats'. In light of this, I will make it known that pirates are people, not rodents found in the lowest internal portion of the hull. Just to avoid confusion.
• Oh, and also: YARRRRRRRRrr
• Scurvy was a disease caused by lack of vitamin C, not a type of rat. This talk of vetmens sounds like the utterins of a land lubber. Avast, ya bilge rats we have us a stow away!
• HARRRR
• I want to sing and dance, I want to sing and dance I want to be a pirate in the Pirates of Penzance Wear me silver-buckled slippers and me tight shiny pants I want to sing and dance
• 'Captain, the men haven't eaten in days' 'Yes, Malarchy, thank you. 'Captain, are you mad? I said the man haven't eaten in days!' 'Well then, force them!' Followed by the first two verses of Matrin Mull and Steve Martin's Men. It's great to be on a ship with men and sail across the sea, oh, We don't know where we'll land or when, but it's great to be with men. 'Cause men can sweat and men can stink and no one seems to care, oh, We'll throw the dishes in the sink and clog the drain with hair, oh! (And clog the drain with hair, oh!)
• A few years back, I organized a Pirates of Penzance singalong the week before TLAP Day. I emailed Cap'n Slappy and got a very nice reply that he loved the show, had once played the Pirate King himself, considered sherry a perfectly acceptable drink, but that there was no such thing as "TLAP Day (observed)." I thought I had saved the email, but apparently not. Oh, and by the way, Arrrrr.
• The Pirate Song sung by George Harrison on Rutland Weekend TV - 1975 (YouTube). Arrrr, it be the black spot, I b'aint afraid of ye Blind Pew, with Neil Innes & Eric Idle, shiver me' timbers, arrrr. (I have a red pirate flag in me' bedroom, arrrr)
• The Pirate Song To the mast nail our flag it is dark as the grave, Or the death which it bears while it sweeps o'er the wave; Let our deck clear for action, our guns be prepared; Be the boarding-axe sharpened, the scimitar bared: Set the canisters ready, and then bring to me, For the last of my duties, the powder-room key. It shall never be lowered, the black flag we bear; If the sea be denied us, we sweep through the air. Unshared have we left our last victory's prey; It is mine to divide it, and yours to obey: There are shawls that might suit a sultana's white neck, And pearls that are fair as the arms they will deck. There are flasks which, unseal them, the air will disclose Diametta's fair summers, the home of the rose. I claim not a portion: I ask but as mine 'Tis to drink to our victory - one cup of red wine. Some fight, 'tis for riches - some fight, 'tis for fame: The first I despise, and the last is a name. I fight, 'tis for vengeance! I love to see flow, At the stroke of my sabre, the life of my foe. I strike for the memory of long-vanished years; I only shed blood where another shed tears, I come, as the lightning comes red from above, O'er the race that I loathe, to the battle I love.
• another pirate song: a pirate says arr! (windows media)
• Pi-Rate: I give it a 3.14.
• Dear Internets, Fuck off. Thanks!
• Don't forget...Ye olde Jimmy Buffet Tune...
• We are unable to find iTunes on your computer. Arrrgggh get back to ye cruise ship ye barnacle lubber. Pirates hate the DRM!!!
• YAR!!!
• I find myself compelled once again by the wisdom and perspicacity of Master Skrik. A long walk off a short gangplank for every pirate! To the briny deep with ye!
• Fetch me the cage full a ninjas, I feels the need to makes them walkie tha planks, yah-harghhhh
• *grabs his horse head bookends, and assumes pirate defense stance.*
• Craft Like A Pirate. (Aye, it be a self-link, me hearties. But it contain links ter e'ry buccaneer-relat'd free craftin' pattern I could find on ther seven seas.)
• Um...yar... well if he can self link, er, me hearties...
• Yar! That'd be a cute image ye'd be postin' thar, kitfester! CUTE has NI PLACE on these here decks! Askin' for a keelhaulin' ye be, says I! YARHARHARHAR!
• Capt Renault will say NI to you, if you do not appease him.
• Skrik, seconded. Yaw(r)n.
• Pirates are so last season. This year it's all space cowboys.
• Oh, and ARRRRRRRRRRRR.
• R!
• Stop with the pirate dissin'! ummm...me hearties... I totally adore the Kitty Roger. Cute and deadly all at once.
• While it is a tad late, me hearties, I offer great wisdom from The Seaman's Manual (1844): Lift the skin up, and put into the bunt the slack of the clews (not too taut), the leech and foot-rope, and body of the sail; being careful not to let it get forward under or hang down abaft. Then haul your bunt well up on the yard, smoothing the skin and bringing it down well abaft, and make fast the bunt gasket round the mast, and the jigger, if there be one, to the tie. Pay heed!
• Unhand that bunt, isr! Let the clews hide where they may, and yon leech suck off, before ye down that jigger!
• *taps headphones, scowls*
• isr = sir, good sirs
• That sounds like Pepys' Diary, rather than Pyrate Tolk, you old bugger!
• Aye, well, after decades, I grew tired of being a Pyrate. Now I would rather play Cowbirds and Indigoes.
• Or Cowlicks and Indigents.
• Cobblers and Indignants?
• Cobblers Pyrate is also known as fools something-or-other.