Bein' a hearty wench who likes pirates an’ booty, an’ havin' performed at a fair number o' pirate parties, I thought I would just jot out a few wee anecdotes in honor of Talk Like A Pirate Day. Little did I realize...

Ahoy me buckos!
Please be keepin' yer wordin' in pirate tongue when scrawlin' on this thread!

Avast the mainsail you literary wench!
I'm torn asunder by your privateering article and would love to gaze upon the knaves and chum buckets you make your scurvy music with.

Alas, as I try to train my eyes on your bonnie video I am distracted by a poxy landlubber who is trying to plunder my perfumed treasure!

Ahoy Lovely Rita,
Yer ship must be enchanted to have a mainsail that stops on command! Or pr'aps you be loaded to the gunwalls... needin' a blast o' salt sea spray t' clear yer eyes...
Belay th' poxy landlubber! Skewer him fer BBQ says I!