happy pirates day ta ye all, mates n wenches alikes. sept. 19'th offical pirates day.

may da winds always bees blowin yer sails. gives out a hearty yarrr ta da ones ye knows ta day. & remembers dat whens ye sits at mees table don't be spillin me grog or me'll knock ye wit me pegleg. just fer good measure.

aaaarrrrggggg

hey i used to live on blackbeards island,, so im part pirate,, hehehehehe

where's hanged? he'd love this.

15 men on a dead mans chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.




OH NO!!!! NOT THE RUM AGAIN.

What will we do with a drunkin' sailor...

Does that qualify as a pirate song?

Yaarrggghh!

Come all ye young fellows that follow the sea,
to my way haye, blow the man down,
And pray pay attention and listen to me,
Give me some time to blow the man down.

As I was a-goin' over Gilgarra Mountain
I spied Colonel Farrell, and his money he was countin'.
First I drew my pistols and then I drew my rapier,
Sayin' "Stand and deliver, for I am your bold receiver."
Musha ringum duram da,
Whack fol the daddy-o,
There's whiskey in the jar.

He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny;
I put it in my pocket to take home to darlin' Jenny.
She sighed and swore she loved me and never would deceive me,
Bu the devil take the women, for they always lie so easy!
Musha rungum duram da

I went into me chamber all for to take a slumber,
To dream of gold and girls, and of course it was no wonder:
Me Jenny took me charges and she filled them up with water,
Called on Colonel Farrell to get ready for the slaughter.
Musha rungum duram da

Next mornin' early, before I rose for travel,
A-came a band of footmen and likewise Colonel Farrell.
I goes to draw my pistol, for she'd stole away my rapier,
But a prisoner I was taken, I couldn't shoot the water.
Musha rungum duram da

They put me into jail with a judge all a-writin':
For robbin' Colonel Farrell on Gilgarra Mountain.
But they didn't take me fists and I knocked the jailer down
And bid a farewell to this tight-fisted town.
Musha ringum duram da

I'd like to find me brother, the one who's in the army;
I don't know where he's stationed, be it Cork or in Killarney.
Together we'd go roamin' o'er the mountains of Kilkenny,
And I swear he'd treat me fairer than my darlin' sportin' Jenny!
Musha ringum duram da

There's some takes delight in the carriages and rollin',
Some takes delight in the hurley or the bollin',
But I takes delight in the juice of the barley,
Courtin' pretty maids in the mornin', o so early!
Musha ringum duram da

Cap'n! We're about to hit... er, I mean... ARRRRR!! Arrrrr, abouts, arrrrrr arrrrrr...

I think ARRRRRR he's trying ARRRRRR to say ARRRRRRR
*crash*
Land

ARRRRRRGH!!!! From now on, ONLY THE CAPTAIN says Arrrrrr!

*looks at peg legged, peg armed, pirate*

So... were you like in an accident or something?


No.. Me father was a tree

I must go down to the sea again
To the lonely sea and the sky
I left my shoes and sock there
I wonder if thy're dey?

Shiver me timbers! Aaaaaargh.

yo ho where is that rum

Arrrrrrrr....! Whose been messin wit me booty? (arghh... that be treasure ye darn varmits.... ) Anyone be touchin me treasure, ye be sure to walk da plank!!!!!!! Happy Pirates Day Mates, and Capt'n Spanky... whereever ye be!

arggggggggg got me patch on the wrong eye again...

Where'd ye maties all go?

Aye... shiver yer timbers and clear the bloomin deck....
seems to me someone be messin wit me treasure map.... x marks the spot.... who be ownin half me map?

boooteeeeeeeeee!

ARRRRRRRRRRRR BILLY!!!! HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN OUT TO SEA????? DID YOU BRING ME ANY FISH STICKS HOME???