Okay, Linda

September 18, 2006 at 4:43 PM

Four cases of salmon and two cases of duck gumbo. But that's my final offer.

From Jim W. Miller
Posted on September 19, 2006 at 5:35 AM

Arrrr. It's talk like a pirate day. Arrrr.

From Emily Grossman
Posted on September 19, 2006 at 6:25 AM

Arr, where's the bottle o' rum, matey?

From Jim W. Miller
Posted on September 19, 2006 at 6:54 AM

I've got a full frontal lobotomy. Arrr. I mean a full bottle in front of me.

From Emily Grossman
Posted on September 19, 2006 at 8:34 AM

Arrr! That explains it!

From Jim W. Miller
Posted on September 19, 2006 at 8:52 AM

Shiver me timber. Arrrr.

From Kelsey Z.
Posted on September 19, 2006 at 1:48 PM

Yargh! You guys need to expand your pirate speak from Arrr...we pirates do say other things ye know. ;)

From Emily Grossman
Posted on September 19, 2006 at 4:53 PM

Come ye pirates, it be time for grub! I'm off to gobble me Cap'n Crunch! Arrr!

From Linda Lerskier
Posted on September 19, 2006 at 7:11 PM

Arr, yer speech needs some shapin' up, aye. Ye silly landlubbers are all the same! I be a floatin' in me boat to Alaska for yer gold, Cap't Em! I mean, arr, yer salmon. Shiver me timbers and a bottle o' rum, ye scallawags!

From Tom Holzman
Posted on September 20, 2006 at 12:57 PM

It's Sept. 20 and International Speak Like a Pirate Day is over.

From Jim W. Miller
Posted on September 20, 2006 at 2:37 PM

Shiver me timber. Rawrrr. Arrrr.

The 20th is Jimi Hendrix's death day. Submitted for your approval: the following cool Hendrix lyrics. --> link

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