Belay all this blubbering, ye scurvy bilge rats!

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Pirates are cool!

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girl pirates are the best. they get to threaten bollucks alot and thats fun.
 
WynEternal said:
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest. Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum...

I prefer 15 women on a live pirate's chest, just not all at one time.


The rum is good though.
 
Ooooo, we are playing pirates! Yay!


Can I be the lusty wench?
 
estevie said:
Ooooo, we are playing pirates! Yay!


Can I be the lusty wench?

Into the captain's luxuriously appointed cabin with you. And if you behave, well throw you to the crew.
 
RosevilleCAguy said:
Into the captain's luxuriously appointed cabin with you. And if you behave, well throw you to the crew.

I wanna be her butt pirate. :)
 
Heave to ya scurvy bilge rat!

Prepare to be boarded and relieved of your compliment of feminime booty!

Arr.
 
Oscuridad said:
Heave to ya scurvy bilge rat!

Prepare to be boarded and relieved of your compliment of feminime booty!

Arr.

Yah Knave. I'll send ya ta Davey Jones' Locker!

Ready the Broads....I mean the broadside, Mr. Stick!
 
Eumenides said:
We need the lusty pirate in here...STAT!

ARGGHHHHH.

Off to the cabin with you. I'm sure you can amuse yourself whilst we sink the most loathsome Oscuridad.

Stay away from the cannons....they're primed to fire....


Argh.
 
Eumenides said:
We need the lusty pirate in here...STAT!

aaaaaaaaaaaargh! back away from me treasure or you'll feel the bite of me cutlass.
 
Give over you sorry exuse for a bedraggled parrot!
(Norwiegian Blue... Impressive)

I have Eighty two guns to your Forty six.
What's more there loaded with Super77 3M brand adhesive.

How's that for a sticky predicament ya peg-legged cur?

...

Oh!

and

Arr.
 
perky_baby said:
aaaaaaaaaaaargh! back away from me treasure or you'll feel the bite of me cutlass.

but-but-but...I thought you wanted me near your treasure! Um..oh, THAT treasure.
 
Eumenides said:
but-but-but...I thought you wanted me near your treasure! Um..oh, THAT treasure.

youuuuuu're the treasure, I was warning all the other scurvy dawgs, work with me, treasure. ;)



Aaaarrrrrrrgh, I spy a fox of the port bow, who knew they could swim?
 
estevie said:
Ooooo, we are playing pirates! Yay!


Can I be the lusty wench?

May I be a lusty wench, too? Just that word wench gets me all squirmy and stuff. :D

I love pirates!
 
Rhymin' and Stealin' - The Beastie Boys

Because mutiny on the bounty's what we're all about
I'm gonna board your ship and turn it on out
No soft sucker with a parrot on his shoulder
'Cause I'm bad gettin' bolder - cold getting colder
Terrorizing suckers on the seven seas
And if you've got beef - you'll get capped in the knees
We got sixteen men on a dead man's chest
And I shot those suckers and I'll shoot the rest

Most illingest b-boy - I got that feeling
Cause I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Snatching gold chains - vicking pieces of eight
I got your money and your honey and the fly name plate
We got wenches on the benches - and bitties with titties
Housing all girlies from city to city
One for all and all for one
Taking out M.C.'s with a big shotgun
All for one and one for all
Because the Beastie Boys have gone A.W.O.L.
Friggin' in the riggin' and cuttin' your throat

Big biting suckers getting thrown in the moat
We got maidens and wenches - man they're on the ace
Captain Bly is gonna die when we break his face

Ali Baba and the forty thieves ...

Torching and crakin' and rhymin' and stealin'
Robbin' and raping - busting two in the ceiling
I'm wheeling' - I'm dealin' - I'm drinking, not thinking
Never cower, never shower - and I'm always stinking
Yo ho ho and a pint of Brass Monkey
And when my girlie shakes her hips - she sure gets funky
Skirt chasing, free basing - killing every village
We drink and rob and rhyme and pillage

I've been drinking my rum - a Def son of a gun
I fought the law and I cold won
Black Beard's weak - Moby Dick's on the tick
'Cause I pull out my jammy and squeeze off six
My pistol is loaded - I shot Betty Crocker
Deliver Colonel Sanders down to Davey Jones' locker
Rhymin' and stealin' in a drunken state
And I'll be rockin' my rhymes all the way to Hell's gate
 
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