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| Topic: CHALLENGE FOR PIRATE DAY | |
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Ahoy! Tomorrow (Friday Sept 19) be Pirate Day. So all ye pirates, wenches, Capt'ns and scallywags git out yer pens and do yer best to write sumthin usin yer best pirate lingo for thee day! Best of luck to ye!
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"but i don't want to be a pirate"
-seinfeld |
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arrrrrgggg, surrender the booty!!!!
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Me whole crew is goin' to a Buccaneer Bash tomorrow night, aye, t'will be a good time.
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Thanks for the reminder.
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"but i don't want to be a pirate" -seinfeld 
THE PIRATE SHIRT!!!
Nice challenge Mystique! 
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Bring the pen and use yer brains er y'll be walkin the plank me matees!
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"but i don't want to be a pirate" -seinfeld
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arrrggg we be afta the white whale!!!
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Thar she blows! Now be usin yer brains mates! I be expectin some poets aboard this ship.
Now ye be puttin down me ale or ye be walkin the plank!
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ARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGG!!! The lass wants poetry!
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ARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGG!!! The lass wants poetry!
Ye bring yer pens der maties, I hold thy grog for thee,
Me be hidin me treasure, From a pirate such as thee! Swab thy decks by morrow, I be holdin a Capt'ns rank, For those who choose to grovel, I be showin ye the plank! Put thy heads together, Ye be a crew upon me ship, I be expectin much better, So maties get a grip!
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Ahoy, gi'in' ye the boot... whar be me treasure map Aye.
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Shiver me timbers.
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Edited by
Unknow
on
Fri 09/19/08 07:44 AM
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His skin is weather beaten
He wears a purple sash And a handkerchief about his head He laughs as he storms the your village He's loud and bold The wenchs all shiver and shake As he robs them of their gold Shiver-me timbers He's makin' ya walk the plank But first he must Give his LADY WENCH a spank  
Ok that was a redneck pirate!!! 
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"But first he must
Give his LADY WENCH a spank" Me thinks, the redneck's gone insane! "A spank", you say? Uh-uh Hondo - THINK AGAIN................ |
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The tide hits
Men dressed in funky garb jump ship Swords swinging words heaving ho's ho'ing showing no decency in this life of old fashioned thuggatry jugging bottles rummaging Juggling one sword forth and back between odd hands anything but pearly teeth surfing turfs of foreign shores when home is always on the water where a black flag with white shivering bones cold in rocky waters somber the mood of sea salt and peppered teeth unsheathed making one moving water another loading a cannon by himself for the first time and the shot off around solid metal mass for no reason than to destroy other ships in these days those old school tactics would not fly by those days insuring your policy was like a citizen's arrest wading by the waters outlined the tales the whales the worn down sails over crismon tides Pirates fight over the booties Gold n Gal's Day time night prowls the scowls scally unscathed when they are lucky most times a single sword swing cannot cut someone so seamlessly easily altering their persona from hero to pissed off hero whence where the movie tolerance for pain is high improvised acted out Loosen the patch on your eye and abuse a real leg made of particle board |
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Yes Very good indeed. Now swab th' decks an' get spankin' off yer mind
Ya scallywag!
As for ye, Mr. d4tc...Also a job well done, but I would be a bit concerned about th' particle board leg Ya scurvy cur whut deserves the black spot!
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Swab the decks??? Arrrrgh to ye.
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Ahoy Winx! Aye, the sun sets soon. Who would like t' join me in my bottle o' rum?
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