Hey Mates, its me again, yer unfriendly neighborhood PIRATE! YAAARRRGGG!! I be seein' lots 'o talk 'o this here larry ellison and his so called unbreakable something or other. YARRRRR!! Nothing gets me piratey britches in an uproar more than people making false marketing type claims... yargg... and if this larry ellison who be the same nancy boy who gave me little peg leg a toot, and then didn't swallow... well, ye got me boot comin' to break yer arse!! YARG!
Yarg, ye want to know whats strong do ye laddy? Have ye ever been to the back of this 'ol Tavern in the carribean called 'The Weeping Sphincter'? Well, yarg, let me tell ye lad, there be a woman, a whore really, whose breath is so strong, when she's done suckin' off yer 'little buddy', if ye be catchin me drift, it'll be 3 diffn't shades 'o black!
Ha, why once this little nancy boy rob, who we used to keep around for those long woman-free voyages, if ye catch me drift*, why he thought he'd try his luck with these beast... well, ArG! We had to get us a new nancy boy after that, arg... thems the breaks in pirating..
* for those 'o ye who are a little soft in the head, we used ta rape him, while thinkin' 'o our mothers... yarg... brings a tear to me eye just thinkin' about it...
Ar... exactly me boy, quite right! yarg... the metal had been givin' me quite the shits, yar that was no fun 'tall. But i'm better now, yarg! Us pirates are made from tougher stuff than you pansy linux vikings. YARG!
Yarrr... i hate gnomes more than I be hating you
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Arg, tis I again, The Pirate! Yar,.. let me be relayin' to you a tale of grief and heartbreak, of which there is no equal!
Once, back when i was just a young pirate, i met a salty lass, a bit slovenly she was, but i could be seein' her heart was rich, and more importantly, so was her farther. Yarg! That be humor for all you ignorants readin'.
Well, I fell in love, its true, and so did she. Arg, many a night we'd fall asleep on the deck of me boat, laughin and talkin. I'd tickle her fat, and she'd tickle me beard... ah, those were the days..
They were the days until this scurvy no good horse shit eating Gnome comes along! why yea, he sure do got odd lookin' feet, i'll give him that! but he was no pirate. Arrrgg... So this Gnome be trying to talk all smooth like to my women. He be telling her he's never seen a women so obese, that he's never seen a woman with so much hair on her back, and yet none on her head. Yarg, those were to be me weddin vows! That thieving gnome had to be stopped! or killed! Arrrr.... preferably killed...
Arg, me current wife is bellowing for me to bring her fat sorry ass another keg of wine. I swear, if that hildebeast gets any bigger, i'll be able to slap a mast in her belly button and sale her fat ass to me cove! But don't worry you sorry , ugly, landlubbers I'll be back to finish me tale though! Yarrggg... and quite a tale it is. Full of things you probably have never experienced, love, lust, villany, betrayel, the touch of a woman upon your sac... ah to be young again.
Arg! I be The Pirate! Arrrrrr! Back in my day, we didn't be havin' none of this Apple, nor any of this Compact Flash bull ya'll be touting at this here... dot, slash... whatever! Why back in my day, you were lucky to get a lime for dinner! And if i here just one limey joke, i'll cut yer tounge out and eat it, served up with a side of liver!
But, at any rate, arrrr, i suppose i could be seein' the fun of makin' yer apples more compact. I mean, more room for plunder and women! And, if there's more room for women, there can be more for raping, of said women. YARG!
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Hey Mates, its me again, yer unfriendly neighborhood PIRATE! YAAARRRGGG!! I be seein' lots 'o talk 'o this here larry ellison and his so called unbreakable something or other. YARRRRR!! Nothing gets me piratey britches in an uproar more than people making false marketing type claims ... yargg... and if this larry ellison who be the same nancy boy who gave me little peg leg a toot, and then didn't swallow ... well, ye got me boot comin' to break yer arse!! YARG!
Yarg, ye want to know whats strong do ye laddy? Have ye ever been to the back of this 'ol Tavern in the carribean called 'The Weeping Sphincter'? Well, yarg, let me tell ye lad, there be a woman, a whore really, whose breath is so strong, when she's done suckin' off yer 'little buddy', if ye be catchin me drift, it'll be 3 diffn't shades 'o black!
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Ha, why once this little nancy boy rob, who we used to keep around for those long woman-free voyages, if ye catch me drift*, why he thought he'd try his luck with these beast... well, ArG! We had to get us a new nancy boy after that, arg... thems the breaks in pirating
* for those 'o ye who are a little soft in the head, we used ta rape him, while thinkin' 'o our mothers... yarg... brings a tear to me eye just thinkin' about it
Ar... exactly me boy, quite right! yarg... the metal had been givin' me quite the shits, yar that was no fun 'tall. But i'm better now, yarg! Us pirates are made from tougher stuff than you pansy linux vikings. YARG!
Arg, tis I again, The Pirate! Yar, .. let me be relayin' to you a tale of grief and heartbreak, of which there is no equal!
..
... So this Gnome be trying to talk all smooth like to my women. He be telling her he's never seen a women so obese, that he's never seen a woman with so much hair on her back, and yet none on her head. Yarg, those were to be me weddin vows! That thieving gnome had to be stopped! or killed! Arrrr.... preferably killed...
... ah to be young again.
Once, back when i was just a young pirate, i met a salty lass, a bit slovenly she was, but i could be seein' her heart was rich, and more importantly, so was her farther. Yarg! That be humor for all you ignorants readin'.
Well, I fell in love, its true, and so did she. Arg, many a night we'd fall asleep on the deck of me boat, laughin and talkin. I'd tickle her fat, and she'd tickle me beard... ah, those were the days
They were the days until this scurvy no good horse shit eating Gnome comes along! why yea, he sure do got odd lookin' feet, i'll give him that! but he was no pirate. Arrrgg
Arg, me current wife is bellowing for me to bring her fat sorry ass another keg of wine. I swear, if that hildebeast gets any bigger, i'll be able to slap a mast in her belly button and sale her fat ass to me cove! But don't worry you sorry , ugly, landlubbers I'll be back to finish me tale though! Yarrggg... and quite a tale it is. Full of things you probably have never experienced, love, lust, villany, betrayel, the touch of a woman upon your sac
Arg! I be The Pirate! Arrrrrr! Back in my day, we didn't be havin' none of this Apple, nor any of this Compact Flash bull ya'll be touting at this here ... dot, slash... whatever! Why back in my day, you were lucky to get a lime for dinner! And if i here just one limey joke, i'll cut yer tounge out and eat it, served up with a side of liver!
But, at any rate, arrrr, i suppose i could be seein' the fun of makin' yer apples more compact. I mean, more room for plunder and women! And, if there's more room for women, there can be more for raping, of said women. YARG!