Why be there work this day?
The gulls cry for me to be joinin’ em.
Argh.
The deranged mind of everyone’s favourite ne’er-do-well
The deranged mind of everyone’s favourite ne’er-do-well
Why be there work this day?
The gulls cry for me to be joinin’ em.
Argh.
Arr, I be settin’ sail to me dooties in the tropics of San José.
But, a wee bit of scurvy may be affectin’ me swagger.
If yer night be lonely, ye might be checkin out the port of healdsburg. There are rumors of a place called the raven, with gold a plenty, and a screen filled with the sweet pleasures of Casablanca! ARgg! If theres one thing on this wide ocean tastier than rum, its rum and a good show!
TOday on KROQ it is talk like a pirate day !
It be talk like a pyrat day the world-wide, lass!
Dude. Ignore the gulls. They’re just on the garbage pile at the dump.
It’s the dolphins you wanna go with, me hearty!