Today be national talk like a pirate day , so less'n ye want ter spend yer daylight hours scrubbin' the galley, get to it and speak like ye were born to!

And if'n yer not part o' this national sea, ye kin still show what yer made of... jest talk like a pirate wherever ye are, and the rest of those land-lubberin' scalawags will know that yer with us, and they'll bring ye fine treasures to keep ye from pillaging and looting.

Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Yarr, blow me down. Yer as the soggy barnacle on me barge, I says. I been waitin' fer Tee-el-a-peedee all me life, savvy, and thar she blows.
Aye me varmints, come scuttle out o' the bilge an' do yer cap'n proud, arr.

But I don't wanna be a Pirate...

NYARRRGH. Ye'll be consent to thee deep, Sailor Calar, fer yer insolence.

Ye Scurvy Sea Dog, I'll teach ye what it means to mutinye. Yarr.

What if you don't know how to talk like a pirate?

Thar be a link fer you filthy landlubbers:

http://www.talklikeapirateday.com/in...=PiratePhrases

Yarr, last year me and few of me old buccos did run up the jolly rodger on the college mast (well, flag pole...I mean, shiver me timbers me hearties) twas a fine day Jim lad. yarr, the scurvey dogs saw that I kissed the gunner's daughter for that..

Ok, so who brought the parrot, I left a pack of crackers on the deck and they're gone.

Pirate pick-up lines:
http://talklikeapirate.com/howto.html#pickup

They're along the lines of: "I'd love to drop anchor in your lagoon."

Er... yarr... uhm... yeah. [img]tongue.gif[/img]

I always imagine pirates as being from the west country. I suppose its the Arrrr!/Ooh Arrr! thing.

Ooh arr me hearties! Batten down the mizzen mast mateys, there be a cider festival ahoy!

Arr, ye scurvy dogs be all from the new world. Only aragorn be a true limey. He be the only one might get this merry yam.

talk like a lawyer [img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img]

What if ye dasn't know how t' talk like a sea dog?
ever' man woth his salt knows how


An' that be somewhat as "Hark and Avast, men o' the most Foul and Cunning Dread Pirate Black Cloudster! Speak smartly an' gain yerselves a pint o' grog, lest I git the lot o' ye a pegleg. Speak and say ta yer cap'n what o' ye waifhearted scum, arr, lookin' fer ta meet ol' Davey Jones, yarr, looted me bird's rations this very eve. *evil glower*" if ye wonts ta be piratey of it, aye?

I'd reply...'ar! But am too busy laughing uproariously at your post, Legolas! :D

What if ye dasn't know how t' talk like a sea dog?
ever' man woth his salt knows how
</font>[/QUOTE]Arr! Now I can talk like a real seafarin' hearty!

Yarr, avast! But where be all me rum?
Johnny!

<font color=ff3333>Well dab blame it, I's dun bin swabbibg the deck, matey. Das lower'n et dat! She's all frsh und pretsie, ready fur a shiny new coatin of paint!</font>

4 an` a half more hours until I can avast talkin` like a swashbuckler. Let`s be seein' if I dasn't sink t'Davy Jones' locker before that.

Arr! Well i be up'n blowin' wind from me aft! Tis a sad day on ther 'igh seas when a salty 'ol dog be 'earin from'n other, 'at 'is national day be upon ther horizon! Yarr!