LOLrrrrrr. I be game ifen ye only speak to me in a Mae West fashion goin' farward.From now on, I demand that ye 'n Hoss debate ye political stuff in scurvy pirate. Lots more a ruckas.
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LOLrrrrrr. I be game ifen ye only speak to me in a Mae West fashion goin' farward.From now on, I demand that ye 'n Hoss debate ye political stuff in scurvy pirate. Lots more a ruckas.
Be that a pistol in ye pocket or be ye just grog-filled to spy wit' ye eye me?LOLrrrrrr. I be game ifen ye only speak to me in a Mae West fashion goin' farward.
WTH? hahahahahha!Be that a pistol in ye pocket or be ye just grog-filled to spy wit' ye eye me?
In other words... Me beauty done put a shiver in ye timber, eh?Be that a pistol in ye pocket or be ye just grog-filled to spy wit' ye eye me?
Done git yerself in a bit of a pickle there me sees.Pistol in ye pocket, pistol.
We need more rum. It be fullof vitamin ARGHHHH!Where's me rum? Aaargh!
And high C'sWe need more rum. It be fullof vitamin ARGHHHH!
Thinking himself be a parrot today mayhaps.Arr... Jake apologizes for being a bit late to the party.
I must shout that I lust ye head scarf on ye monkey.Thinking himself be a parrot today mayhaps.
'tis speak like a scurvy pirate day, comely wench
Scene in a restaurant:
Waiter: Would you like anything added to the fish platter, sir?
Pirate: Arr. Sole.
*bows*
Arrrrr so ye got a longin' fer me shull cAPE there lassie, eh?I must shout that I lust ye head scarf on ye monkey.