T'day be Talk Like a Pirate day. I'll be hearin' none o' that lubber speak from ye now. Speak right 'n proper or ye'll be walkin' the plank wi' the rest o' the bilge rats. Do me proud and ye'll be suppin' wi' Captain Smilin' Jim hisself.

In honor o' the day I be presentin' to ye some fine harassment ye can use on the wenches ye see this fine day.

• Ye're a pirate's dream, me beauty. Ye come wi' your own sunken chest!


• Lemme clear the main sail and show ye me mast.


• Let's play nor'easter. I've got th' main mast, ye can blow on it 'til it falls.

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