Arr, me matey “Long Beard” Lally. A sea farin’ mate of yer caliber would, as surely as the East Wind Blows, say land lover. Only if yer nose was plugged like a cannon ready fer firing on a ship of the East India Company. Then ‘ye would say land lubber. An’ that would a sad day, fer ye’ couldn’t smell the salty air of the Sea! AAAARRRRRRR!!!!!!!!
AAAARRRRRR!!!! I swear on this ‘ere bottle ‘o rum, that you can stick my peg leg where the sun don’t shine! Ye’ll be wishin’ ye’ haven’t crossed swords with the vilest of all the wretched Sea Dogs ever to sail the open seas, Captain “Swift Blades” Onofrey! I’ve sailed the seven seas and into the mouth of hell itself. I’ve fought off ‘a many a men who dared crossed me and they all now are sleeping in davy jones’ locker. “Booty” Baird beware! Ye’ve made and enemy this day, and ye’ll be lving in the briney deep when I’s be finished with ye!
Somebody said something this morning, I’m pretty sure it was yarrr, and it sounded unintentional. I was about to say “Is it pirate day again?” because I work with old people who would get a kick out of that.
Avast! I almost forgot!
You blasted Land Lover!
It’s not land lover, it’s land lubber you genius.
It’s not genius, it’s scurvy dog, you pirate hooker.
Oh dear, if what Mike D says is true I actually need to apologise to a friend!
She said it was talk like a pirate day and I said something along the lines of ‘Don’t be stupid Hanah, why would we talk like pirates?’
Avast, I was wrong :(
Arr, me matey “Long Beard” Lally. A sea farin’ mate of yer caliber would, as surely as the East Wind Blows, say land lover. Only if yer nose was plugged like a cannon ready fer firing on a ship of the East India Company. Then ‘ye would say land lubber. An’ that would a sad day, fer ye’ couldn’t smell the salty air of the Sea! AAAARRRRRRR!!!!!!!!
I’d have to agree with the dread pirate Captain ‘one eye’ Lally. I have always heard it as “land lubber”, you salty dog.
Remove your hook from your nether region and get back to swabbin’ the decks.
AAAARRRRRR!!!! I swear on this ‘ere bottle ‘o rum, that you can stick my peg leg where the sun don’t shine! Ye’ll be wishin’ ye’ haven’t crossed swords with the vilest of all the wretched Sea Dogs ever to sail the open seas, Captain “Swift Blades” Onofrey! I’ve sailed the seven seas and into the mouth of hell itself. I’ve fought off ‘a many a men who dared crossed me and they all now are sleeping in davy jones’ locker. “Booty” Baird beware! Ye’ve made and enemy this day, and ye’ll be lving in the briney deep when I’s be finished with ye!
Booty Baird, huh?
If I ever venture into the world of adult media, that will surely be my ‘stage’ name. Thanks Kurt!
“If I ever venture into the world of adult media, that will surely be my ’stage’ name. Thanks Kurt! ”
How Booty Baird should have typed it:
AAAARRRRRR!!!! If’n I ever have “the Main Mast” rigged for the pleasure of my crew, that shall be the name the harlot will addres me as!”
This comment string is getting a little riske for the likes of mikedidonato.com
Better watch out before Captain Detonator makes you walk the plank…
Somebody said something this morning, I’m pretty sure it was yarrr, and it sounded unintentional. I was about to say “Is it pirate day again?” because I work with old people who would get a kick out of that.
Avast, ye sea dog. Let’s keep the language thats dirtier than my bilge off the poop deck. AAARRRRRR!!!!!!!!!