Ahoy, Maties!

h/t Borepatch

Avast, scaliwags!
We be about some other pressin' urgent affairs, so ye's can have all the day at your leisure.
Splice the mainbrace, it be five o'clock somewhere, for a surety.
Customary shenanigans will recommence some'at later in the day, possibly after the last dog watch in these parts. Or mayhap not before the forenoon watch on the morrow.
And remember me hearties, it be "Rape - Kill -Pillage - Burn" - in that order.
And be square in yer dealin's. Otherwise ye may be handed a black spot.
We're not acertain of what happens after'ards, but like as not it be nothin' to wish for.

"...and really bad eggs..."

Lest We Forget

Aye, me hearties. Arrrrrrrr!

April 19th, September 19th, whatever. One day is as good as any other.
You all, do as you like.

I'm going to the shooting range, before the urge to replace paper targets with flesh and bone gets the better of me.

Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

 

This be fair warnin', shipmates:
Today be International Talk Like A Pirate Day.
Postin' may be affected, some'at, as it strikes me fancy.

An' if any lily-livered landlubbers have any squawks from the poop deck, it'll be over the side and keelhaulin' with 'em, and anything left after'ards fed to sharks.
I'll not be strikin' me colors for the likes of them that's not worth a bucket o' chum.

We be sailing under Cap'n Roberts' Articles, if ye please.

An' fer any bilge rats what be ign'rant of such niceties, here be the only friendly thing ye'll see this day:

An' let no man think himself these be naught but ruddy "guidelines"!

Avast! Turn to, ye f'o'c'sle swabs!
No quarter given!
Fair warned ye be, sez I.