Thursday, May 25, 2006

Thank Aarrrgghh It's Friday

Ahoy, me hearties! Greetings from The Anchor Pub n' Grill in Beverly, Massachusetts where ye rascals, pirates n' whores can find the finest grub and grog 'til yer 3 sheets to the wind. Aye, yer eyes do deceive you; the name's Cap'n Pegleg, o' course, not Heather Mills, though we arrrgh distant cousins we arrrrrgghh. Aye, me new job sucks riding this wall as a mural flanked by a 50 lb mounted lobster, Budweiser signs n' Red Sox memorabilia, and me miss me parrot me do. No life fer a man o'de sea, but the wenches and yo ho ho bottles o rum n' coke be close, aye. Ahoy, salty dogs--try the haddock! And don't be spendin' all ye doubloons on ye Quick Draw. Garrrgh.

Aye, tell someone where to stick their hook Pirate style!

5 comments:

Valerie said...

you did a good job there talking like a pirate, matie.

matt said...

Aarrrgghh. Ye call that a harbor, do ye? 27% water? Tis nearly a puddle. A pirate like ye should set sail to Gloucester. Ye can take a duck ride and set yer good-eye upon a cat-fight at Ye Olde Timer's Tavern. Aarrgghh.

Peter Matthes said...

He needs an eye patch like NewBlueBaby.

Dreamlover said...

that is too funny, haha

newbluebaby said...

Ahoy, this is why Me read Two Can Anne e'eryday. Aye.