Talk Like a Pirate Day
Sep. 19th, 2007 01:48 pmAhoy, land lubbers, it be the time of year again to plunder the depths of ye booty chests for yer piratical dictionaries...
That's right, it be Talk Like a Pirate Day again!
But far from bein' a mere gimmick or excuse to twist yer vowels in a manner most unnatural, Talk Like a Pirate Day be the sole religious holiday each year for we who make our berth in the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster.
Full pirate regalia being the chosen raiment for those of us who remain faithful, the righteous wrath of the The Flying Spaghetti Monster, pasta be upon him, over the past centuries at the falling number of pirates worldwide makes itself known in that foul weather, water shortages, and accursed unnatural heat commonly known as Global Warming. Fairly warned be ye, says I!
So who's with me? Which one of ye yeller-bellied bilge rats will join the crew and campaign to get the creation story of the Flying Spaghetti monster taught in science classrooms and save the world by increasing the number of pirates? And eat pasta, which in addition to being delicious and nutritious, is the highest form o' worship we humble pirates can offer to our creator, The Flying Spaghetti Monster, pasta be upon him.
Tonight the galley on our bonny vessel be servin' up Lime and Chilli Prawn Linguini which, despite havin' no meatballs, I hope be an acceptably noodly offering ter him. It's hard to think of a more piratey dish, really: pasta, seafood, lime to ward off scurvy, and a test o' ye mettle, all in one tasty dish.
Aarrrr!
That's right, it be Talk Like a Pirate Day again!
But far from bein' a mere gimmick or excuse to twist yer vowels in a manner most unnatural, Talk Like a Pirate Day be the sole religious holiday each year for we who make our berth in the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster.
Full pirate regalia being the chosen raiment for those of us who remain faithful, the righteous wrath of the The Flying Spaghetti Monster, pasta be upon him, over the past centuries at the falling number of pirates worldwide makes itself known in that foul weather, water shortages, and accursed unnatural heat commonly known as Global Warming. Fairly warned be ye, says I!
So who's with me? Which one of ye yeller-bellied bilge rats will join the crew and campaign to get the creation story of the Flying Spaghetti monster taught in science classrooms and save the world by increasing the number of pirates? And eat pasta, which in addition to being delicious and nutritious, is the highest form o' worship we humble pirates can offer to our creator, The Flying Spaghetti Monster, pasta be upon him.
Tonight the galley on our bonny vessel be servin' up Lime and Chilli Prawn Linguini which, despite havin' no meatballs, I hope be an acceptably noodly offering ter him. It's hard to think of a more piratey dish, really: pasta, seafood, lime to ward off scurvy, and a test o' ye mettle, all in one tasty dish.
Aarrrr!