Friday, September 19, 2008

ARRRR!

September 19, Talk Like A Pirate Day!

Most days are like all of the others,
Go to work, come back home, watch TV,
But, brother, if I had me druthers,
I'd chuck it and head out to sea.

For I dream of the skull and the crossbones,
I dream of the great day to come,
When I dump the mundane for the Old Spanish Main,
And trade me computer for rum! ARRR!

T' me,
Yo, Ho, Yo, Ho
It's "Talk Like A Pirate" Day!
When laptops are benches God gave us fer wenches,
And a sail ain't a low price ta pay!
When timbers are shivered and lilies are livered
And every last buckle is swashed,
We'll abandon our cars for a ship full of ARRRs
And pound back the grog till we're sloshed! Yo ho...

Don't pick up yer phone and say "Hello,
Our ten-o-clock meeting's delayed".
Ye scrunch up yer face and ye bellow,
"AVAST! ye've been bleedin' BELAYED!"

Ye can't keep this fun to yerself, I bet,
So sing 'Aye!' "ARRR!" "Ayy!" every man!
We ain't got much grasp of the alphabet,
But a damn good retirement plan!

T' me,
Yo, Ho, Yo, Ho,
It's "Talk Like A Pirate" Day!
Whatever's in fashion is in for a thrashin'
And bein' polite is passe!
When it's ev'ry mans duty to grab his proud beauty
And let out a hearty YO HO!
And if this offends you, hold y'r breath as we sends you
Ta Davey Jones' Locker ya go! Yo Ho...

We'll tell every banker "Heave to and weigh anchor!"
Buy latte with pieces of eight
We'll fight to be chosen as cap'n or bosun
The loser, o'course, is worst mate!

When we hoist Jolly Roger, the landlubbers dodge 'er,
We fill' em with loathing and fear,
We'll plunder and pillage each city and village
Or at least clean out Wal-Mart of beer!

There ain't no computin' or morning commutin',
No "Parking Lot Full" signs for me,
No lawns to be mowin' or bills to be owin',
I'm knowin' the pull of the sea.

The fresh salty brace of the wind on my face,
Through hurricane, sunshine or squalls,
I'm keepin' my eyes on the distant horizon,
Verizon can hold all my calls!

To wear a red coat full o'buckles,
To earn a few duelling scars,
Well at least we can get a few chuckles
By filling our office with ARRRs!

And maybe we'll never get closer,
Than watchin' em on the big screen,
So here's to old Errol and Depp as Jack Sparrow,
And every damn one in between!

T' me,
Yo, Ho, Yo, Ho.
It's "Talk Like A Pirate" Day
That time in September when sea dogs remember
That grown-ups still know how ta play!
When wenches are curvy and dogs are all scurvy
And a soft-wear patch covers yer eye,
Ta hell with our jobs, for one day we're all swabs,
And buccaneers all till we die!

So hoist up the mainsils and shut down your brain cells,
They would only get in the way,
Avast there, me hearty, we're havin' a party,
It's "Talk...Like...A....Pirate" Day!

Lyrics courtesy of Tom Smith.
http://tomsmithonline.com/lyrics/tlapd.htm


27 comments:

puerileuwaite said...

W'en mateys ask me whar me buccaneers are, I tell 'em thar on me buccanhead.

boneman said...

and don't forget the rum!
(course, if you don't like rum, crown royal will do fine)

/t. said...

rapper
calling for
video assistants

"YO! HO! HO!"

¤ ¤ ¤

/t.

Pete Bogs said...

I posted some great piratespeak online a while back, but 1) it doesn't work without the image it was accompanying and 2) it was kind of racy...

but if I think of anything...

Short said...

If I remember Correctly it was created in Portland Oregon. Whoop! I love that other people know about this day.

It should be a national holiday :)

**¤ ¤** said...

ahoy! me hearty...
whar's the moonshine ..÷
well ...
ah cain't hep meself ..
ah'm a moonshine sippin' mountain pirate lassy kind of gal ..

Little Lamb said...

Pirate talk!

dianne said...

Arrrr! Ahoy thar me hearties and welcome aboard! Would that be a musket in ya breeches or ar ya just pleased to see me! ;)

This all started by two American friends...if you're interested I am including the links to the original site and the Australian contingent for a bit of pirate fun.

www.talklikeapirate.com/piratehome/html

www.yaaarr.com/

dianne said...

Puggles my love,welcome aboard you sexy scurvy dog, I'm wearin' me pirate wench's outfit! ;)

Boney my dear,welcome aboard you sexy bearded sea salt; Crown Royal will do just fine if that be yer pleasure. :)

/t. dear YO Ho HO!! Welcome aboard now wheres yer eye patch matey? ;)

Pete my dear,Mmmm, I just love piratespeak and I dont mind if it be racy!!! ;)

Short, welcome aboard you salty wench, yes it should be an International Holiday. Its very big down here too, and yes it did start with two American buccaneers (see link to original site) and I'll be flying the Jolly Roger from my car aerial today. ;)

Foamie my dear welcome aboard and Ahoy thar ya sexy mountain lassy. If moonshine be yer pleasure then its OK by me. ;)

Lil Lambie, Ahoy thar you fleecy pirate vixen, welcome aboard and yes its pirate talk t'day. ;)

dianne said...

And Pete welcome aboard too you sexy sea dog! ;)

dianne said...

http://www.yaaarrr.com/

That be the correct link!

Ye Auld Australian Association of Rum Riddled Rapscallions

The Phosgene Kid said...

16 men on a dead man's chest

dianne said...

Ahoy thar matey, you sexy desert dweller, are ya comin' for a sail on the high seas to do pirate stuff.

15 men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum ;)

Have you read the whole poem? Its quite a gory tale. The whole story of Dead Man's Chest is very interesting if you do a Google search. :)

The Phosgene Kid said...

Avast there ye scurvy dog and prepare to be boarded!

dianne said...

I'm waitin' fer ya you bearded buccaneer, we'll sail the seven seas! ;) xoxox

/t. said...

ARR-HAR!

THAR SHE BLOWS!

(pirate whalers)

¤ ¤ ¤

/t.

puerileuwaite said...

Avast! Ye got me shiverin' me timber. Me hopes me mateys don't catch me doin' it.

Little Lamb said...

Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

**¤ ¤** said...

ahoy! Me'n you 'n these here scurvy scallywags needs to drag our sorry keesters outta th; ship fer a grand adventarrrr... arrrrrgh ..

ps:
cough and hack .. it's all this rrrrrghing .... i think i'm already all pirated out.
time for my evening walk ..

dianne said...

Heave to and weigh anchor
and let go the spanker
the call of the sea is our fate
So sharpen yer cutlass
and get out yer compass
its time to leave land in our wake.

We've drank lots of rum
and had so much fun
but its high sea adventure now,
So its full sail ahead
even though we've sore heads
feel those waves as they crash on the bow.
Arrrr!!

/t. said...

Arrrr!!

to the lass

down under

¤ ¤ ¤

/t.

dianne said...

Arrrr! /t. did you enjoy my little ditty? ;) xoxoxoxo

/t. said...

a fine
&
pretty ditty,
kitty <3

¤ ¤ ¤

/t.

K9 said...

grrrherherhaaarrrrrrrrgh

dianne said...

Ahoy thar ya pretty wench an' welcome aboard! Arrrr! ;) xoxox

The Mess said...

Hahaha! I'm not really acquainted with this pirate-talk guess it's not my blood..

dianne said...

Lol! I dont know about that M, I
think you Vikings are pretty good at sea travel,and your ancestors were good at pillaging and plundering, they probably had their own version of 'pirate-talk'. :)
Arrr! Welcome aboard you sexy Swedish sea dog. ;) xoxoxo