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Post by Blue on Sept 19, 2007 3:39:13 GMT -5
Avast mateys! On me long voyages through the rough sea that be the internet I have found and pillaged me a lot of booty. ´But today, you landrats, I bring you some truly good news for I have anchored not long ago in a port that be called talklikeapirate.com and I can tell ye, ye will find the scurviest pirates dere. Together me and my new mateys wiped the haven clean of all it´s grogs and decided "Arrr, it be time for the world to see the greatness that be pirates!". (note: that last sentence might not be true). So join me smartly, ye scumbags! Pick up yer scabbards, dust off yer eye patches and try to mess with this here German pirate that be me but beware! Not only do I have pirate knowledge built up by this yonder webhaven that be talklikeapirate.com, I also happen to have been born and lived under the scurvy flag of the awesomnest city there be in the rough north of this land, where men are still men and pirates are still pirates - Hamburg. So celebrate, ye landrats! Let yer inner pirate take control and talk like a pirate until the flying dutchman catches the sun. Let this day be known in your area and post about your experiences with it in this mine thread. I wish you all "immer eine Handbreit Wasser unter dem Kiel" and good luck - ye´ll need it.
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Post by mrmedic on Sept 19, 2007 10:06:52 GMT -5
Yarr, it be true. Around aboot dhe time of 2 years ago, a small thought occurred amongst me and my scurvy dialup pirates aboot this new contraption called Broadband, we'st set out and conquered it, and far to the west of my screen we saw beckoned in large sorta box, porn advertisements. Yarr, them were the 'days. That sucked. I first heard about it when I played Air Buccaneers, we "celebrated" it every year
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Post by Blue on Sept 19, 2007 12:36:09 GMT -5
Arrr!
Yes, my friend, this day seems to have a long (well, couple o´ years) history that I seem´d ta have miss´d out on. So I decided to catch up on this lost time by redecoratin´ and plunderin´ the ship o´ a fellow pirate o´ mine who was as bold to turn her back ta me. `tis a truly brave deed, I tell ya, for this wenches wrath be on Davy Jones level if she wants it ta be and I had to act fast, it wouldn´t be long until she returned.
Arrrr, but ´tis be the reason I had to cancel me plunderin´, too, and withdraw from her ship. An ancient sea-witch rammed me port-side and sent half o´ me men flyin´ overboard. She be reminding me of an oath I swore, told me to fulfill it, and fulfill it now. But t´was too late for I was too retrieve the treasure of the Flip Chart sheets from the most scurvy kraken that´s ever been sighted on this side of the NorthSea. And all this before the scurvy wench that be my co-worker be returnin´ to her ship, which would be t´morrow.
So I gave the sea witch my best "Arrrrr!" while fending ´er off with me cutlass. Me and my men be fighting her for hours b´fore she let off but now it was too late to bring all the booty aboard our own ship. We had ta let it fall before ´tis wench returned lest she would kill me and my men, weakened from the fight with the witch.
A valiant fight ´tis was lads, but without treasure to proove it.
(In other words: I scribbled "Arrrrr!" on post-its and scattered them all over the office of a co-worker. I also claimed various things in her office as mine by pinning post-its on them, naming the trash can "treasure chest", her chair "mast", setting starboard and port, the computer "skipper´s cabin" and so on.
I was out of luck, though. The "sea-witch" (pretty old co-worker of mine) reminded me that I was supposed to get flip chart paper for my younger co-worker´s presentation - which is due tomorrow.
So she´ll be sitting there, expecting everything to be alright and taken care of, only to find out that I forgot to get that paper she needs for her presentation. Add to this an office full of piratey post-it strips and ... yeah. So I removed them before she´d go Chuck Norris on my ass and roundhouse kick me around. Yes, she can be like that.)
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Post by Protector on Sept 19, 2007 14:35:42 GMT -5
'tis landlubber be scared...
Yarr!
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