Arr. There, I participated.
Being reminded by the older gentleman I’m training at the lab today has, I think, been a revelation that “Talk Like A Pirate Day” is getting out of hand. And really, is it worth it? Do you people really want Hallmark to get their mitts into it and create another Frankenholiday, like Secretary’s Day or Sweetest Day? SWEETEST DAY, JESUS. The layered hulls of an oil tanker are an example of a needed redundancy. Valentine’s Day II, is not.
I fear for the day when we’re inundated with theme candies and perforated, grade-school valentine style greeting cards, with sayings like “I CLAIM YER BOOTY!” and “U ARRR THE 1″ etched over badly illustrated pirates.
Can it be Tay Zon-Day instead?
NO. NO NO NO. NO TAY ZONDAY.
Yeh scurvy dog, I’l keelhaul ya if ya ever suggest a holiday in his name again, yarrrrr.
CHOCOLATE RAAAAAAAAAAAIN
I still don’t get what’s cool about missing appendages, scurvy, and drowning.
It just gives you an excuse to go up to a woman and state what Manna did. =) he’s a smart cookie- dat one iz, I garunteee it.