40 thoughts on ““Talk Like a Pirate” Day”

  1. muhahaha. me and meh pwningfull clarinet are going to drive everyone crazy with CoM talk on this thread. hehe

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  2. Arr! Hoist the mainsi’l and man the rudder, ye lazy bilgerats! Scurvy dogs, ye’ll feel t’ merry ropes end! Yeh, there, worthless landlubbers, cast off the mooring rope! Nation’l Corsair’s Lingo Day is here, swabs! Avast! Lots’a insults! Yaarg. Bleh. Ickch. Ghostbusters! Danananananananana!

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  3. Arrr, ye bilge rats! Hoist the sails! Raise the anchor! Let’s have a turn ter the starboard, and ROW! Arrr!

    I’ve been thinkin’ mateys, if ye aren’t too embarassable, dress up like a pirate (over ey uniform if ye have one) and go ter school! Arrrrrrr! Early Halloween! Bring out that thar tub ‘o grog!

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  4. Gar, this be pathetic. You all not be talkin right. Disgusting. You lot be’er learn to talk correcty-like or I’ll sneaks up on youse lot and tickle you in your sleep!

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  5. Yiz got tha’ right. I be lookin’ for ways ti mek ather paople miserable.

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  6. aye lizzie. i know how, but everyone thinks i be strange if i talk teh, whoops, CoMish me, the regular CoMness, so i’ll have to stick to the boring version. bleh

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  7. Ahoy Piraten! Arr.
    Schillerlocken and grog for me lunch, and fair tasty it was.
    Arrrr. Arrrr. Arrrrrrrr.

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  8. Oh Phoenix, I know what you mean, but landlubbers know not about ’tis day. Tis a bit odd, to be sure.

    Schillawhotwot?

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  9. ‘Tis amazing, you know, how annoyed landlubbers get when ye be talking in pirate speech the whole day. Youse scums…

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  10. arr rar grr growl. methinks my english teacher be the worst landlubber in the seven seas which would actually be the opposite like the seven lands or whatever and methinks talking like pirate scums is much more educational than a landlubber project. so HOIST THE SAILS!! ye scurvy dogs. nadorhuanrim (which is something like the same thing in elvish…methinks…ish)

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  11. Stap me shiverin’ longbrace if I didn’ fergit it as well! An’ ‘ere’s me bin a -lookin’ forrard ter Talk Like a Pirate Day fer months, ever since I were let inter the Guild o’ Pirates by Samuel One-eye. Ahaaaar! I ‘opes yer all ‘ad a good day. I’ll carve the date on the mizzen yard wi’ a marlin spike, so as I don’t fergit it nex year. Ar.

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  12. you mangy sea dogs! this thread’s been goin’ on fer 17 days! that’s…arr…i never got no math. *grabs random calculator sitting on the ship for the odd reason that a parrot just dropped it there* 2 weeks and 3 days!!! what day is talk like a pirate day? shouldn’t it be talk like a pirate month or somethin’ like that? ‘course you scurvy ship rats never thought ‘o that now did ya? ((wow i love pirate talk-you get to insult everybody randomly!!!))

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  13. arrrrrr….*starts killing random pirates around her* oh vell. wait-arr…do pirates say oh vell? hmm…that’ll be something to look up for next year lol!

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  14. Ar mate, what be CoMish? Methinks this is unheard of to me. Youse all are scurvy slimy landlubbers for not tellin’ the likes of me noble self. Arrr. Despite t’ fact that t’ Talk Like A Pirate day is far in the long ago past now, I am still wishin’ t’ participate in the very fine month o’ October. Methinks me pirate slang is on the Yaargh-to-Eech side, so I’ll not go on any longer, me bumbly barnacles. Yarr-bye.

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  15. Come sit ’round as I tell ye a tale
    Of me ship an me crew go down in a gale.
    T’was a cold summer night
    And the moon, she be shinin
    Over the ocean, bitter and old.
    She be like an old woman
    With not much ter say.
    Me lads be relaxin about with a ale
    When from the heavens, there be a hideous wail.
    Screams and moans (just like me ma, bless her)
    Came th’ rains down in heaps.
    The waves go acrashin
    And crew go asplashin
    over the deck and them sides.
    Then tis I all alone.
    Not even me parrot is here.
    Th’ anchor be there, slidin around.
    I take the blarsted rope and tie it round I.
    I jump orf the egde and curse the sea,
    For drownin my men and their capitin, me.

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