Thiifs be BLOODBEARD the fearfome Pyrate.
I be commandeering this here Lyve Journal and thar’s nothin you can do about it.
ARRRRGH. If you don’t likes it yar all welcome to walk the plank, dearies!
Now bring me my rum and wenches, cabin boi! What! No wenches, you say, Cabin Boi? Arrgggh! Then Just bring the rum and lock the Door behynd you!
ARRRRRGGGH!
Arrrrrr!
Bloodbeard not a fearfome enouf nayme. Blackbeard, Bluebeard, even Yellowbeard. Not to meyntyn that dashyng Captain Blood. Brainbeard, now thar’s a nayme!
Ya wouldna want me to come astern, lassie. Arrrgh.
So ye think.
Arrrrrr
Arrr, theyse new-fangled things, posting too soon.
So ye think.
Arrr.
I’ll keelhaul ye! Much worse than walkin’ the plank!
Not when the plank leads to the pryvate quarters of Cpt. BloodBeard the Fearfome!
Yarr! Shifer me timbars!
Thar be some purty panties I be wearin’, aye!
Cross-drassin’ Captain Keelhauler at yer service, with a lovely little red number… yarr!
Arrrr!
I’m still convynced that Bloodbeard is not so fearfome. Truly, methinks he is a puffycat
A puffycat once bit my sifter, argh.
Hey, is it national talk like a pirate day again already?
Arrrgh!
I do not talk lyke a pyrate, Lass.
I be one!
Ha ha ha ha .
Ha ha ha ha .
Oh dear me!!!
*clutches at pearls*
I certainly hope I won’t be forced to “swab the poop deck”
I’m glad to see that the “clutching pearls” meme is spreading 🙂
~j
Then Just bring the rum and lock the Door behynd you!
Pick me! Pick me!