Scuttlebutt
Stand around the water cask, introduce yourself & get the scuttlebutt.
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Arrrrrrrrrrrr me maties.............. shots liiiiined up fer me mate KW Pirate, AKA - Deadly Aim. Avast! That be the wrong kind O shots!!!!!! Thar ye be lass!!!!!!!!! I be right ay? 21 again? LOL! All ye scurvy dogs round up and lift yer grog to the deadliest aim in the northern Caribbean!! Hip-Hip....Huraaay! Hip-Hip.....Buuuuuuurp! Hope yer day was a good one darlin Deadly! Miss ye from the bottom of me heart!
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Yes sir (or mam if it be pertainin') it seems like just yesterday that I made fer the port that held such fine folks that aye ave' all but let me ship tew rot tew the ribs. What brought you ere' and if ye remember, how'd ye find this heaven in the middle of the vast ocean? Aye tip me hat tew all of you ......and scream and yell and fart and belch rather disgustingly.... scratch me bum just so, pick me nose ,flick em boogys all around and be very very, very glad that aye am a Pirate!
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Fire me up dramatic weather ! let me know that we're together as I glance toward the darkened sky and know that you are there Nothing can fade our deep connection this lofty night of souls reflection Let me in on your perception Now I know you care I climb the hill in a midnight storm and embrace a balmy tree I head quickly yes into a cave so lightning won't strike me The raindrops dance upon my cheeks and make me close my eyes with every bend of bough and branch another creature dies Resting my head upon the rocks I know it's time to return My state of natural perfection Is such a thing to yearn I head back to my little dinghy and shuffle into bed I…
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LONG JOHN Long John are you off or on ? oh may I confide in you ? I'm nothing short of desolate and I am feeling blue The windy breeze is buffeting me like a nightie gone beserk nothing in my daily life ever seems to work Icy fingers tweak the mist and I feel it hit my face Long John I depend on you come in and see my place C January 14 2004 Dream Wench
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The E-Pyrate Meerschaum pipe burning Surf the Web for pyrate lore Ash falls to the floor Cat sits on the desk Plays with the mouse when I pause Hairball on mouse pad Stop to pour coffee Not the same as rum, but then- It’s a lot cheaper. Rain whispers on glass Nodding in my library Fireplace dancing Fourteen hundred books Embrace me like an old friend Musty, yet alive Sleep is a stranger Time enough to sleep later Death – the final nap Thinking of others Tenuous thoughts on the screen Touched, but never felt The Sun’s a voyeur Watching me through the curtain Time to show it in Power down – unplug - Stand and chase the knots away Return to the da…
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Skip Tide All the footprints left before vanished when she stepped and all the heartbreak stored within healed up as she slept The cloudy new tomorrow turned into shored up tears while tiny little crab claws pinched away her fears A mean tide knocked her under then sent her out to sea but she encountered a Skip Tide and it gladly set her free It pushed her body back to shore and placed her on the chair the sandburn made her cheeks quite red and a Starfish hugged her hair A shadow blocked the sun away as a stranger held her gaze he told her of his Skip Tide and how he'd "been kept for days" As dusk moved in and closed its eyes he …
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Storm Tossed Mary was a fisher woman and she loved her husband dearly she read romantic novels (at least a hundred yearly) She was a perfect housekeeper and he was a good provider but he seemed to be oblivious to what went on inside her She dreamed about the olden days and he was a modern man he prefered the air conditioning but she'd make do with a fan Her loins were full of fire while his were just lukewarm she often tried to please him at the approaching of a storm He said that it was dangerous and they could "both be hit" she dabbed her eyes with a hanky and said to him "I quit " She loaded up her suitcase and stepped out to …
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These salty tears now mine for years... I cannot shake the constant fears my children died upon the sea I hear them callin' out to me At cliffs edge I now do stand.. my eyes are focused on the sand the waves are crashin' upon the rocks the seaweed like the hands of clocks "It's time to go" they whisper now I hesitate and balk somehow The dog runs up and "barks me big" (he's tellin' me to fix my rig) I think hes right that dyin's no good I see my family they understood their spirits convinced my treasured hound "Keep our Dad from meetin' the ground" C May 25 2004 Dream Wench
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Ahoy! Take off her hats and bow yer heads fer May 23rd, 1701 Captain Kidd was hung until dead. Hoist yer tankard, and say a prayer... to one of the greatest pirate's ever.
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The water was frigid the anchor was froze frosty clouds hovered beyond his big nose The silence then held him as he stood on the dock no way to tell time from the ship and the clock A pelican eyed him from under the sea death had released him so now he could be His buckles now icebergs they tickled his waist the bread he had made were now piles of paste His sox were the striped ones and so were his pants his tales of the sea devoid of romance He's shackled and lonely he misses his wench she sits and surrounds him from the seat of a bench His tri cornered hat with the feather so grand laps in the surf and slaps at the sand He spins once around …
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A true must read! Young mates being opressed for piratical actions!! Pirates Fined For Rabble Rousing
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Jes' wanted t' wish Sir Nigel an 'appy birthday, wi' as much rum and womens as he can handle. Fair winds and full tankards, Trapper
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Arrrgh! Capt. Morgan, a very happy berth-day t'one o' me favorite pirates (and fellow Taureans... Tauri? Taureootians? Blast it...Pirates) as well! May yer tankards be full (ALL o' them), and yer wimmin's be warm and soft in all the right places (ALL o' them)! T' celebrate, seems only fittin' I be sharin' me own special birthday stash o' Private Stock wi' ye. Bottoms up! Go get 'em, mate! An' as a special present, I shant make ye walk the plank, ye upstart! Cheers!
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Happy birthday, ye landlocked swab!
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Pyrate Haiku 1 2
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Pirate Haiku I sail the cruel sea Just to plunder and pillage What does that make me? It makes me – Pyrate! The envy of all a-shore The dream of wenches. My cutlass is sharp And my musket is powdered Frightful image, I. The good ship is trim Sails puff out in the fresh breeze Salt spray in my face. Take what I want now Leave no tale-tellers behind The creed of the sea.
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and oh by the way, its Morgan's birthday! Have a drink on me to help cillybrate his berthday... *opens the kegs of rum, makes sure that there is plenty of munchetos, and puts up posters of naked pirates... Donald Trump and Martha Stewart, corporate pirates.
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on May 15th, Come on by
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Duncan, a little bird o'er in another pub told me that today be yer natal day. Let me be the first to wish ye a happy birthday and your first round is on me. Cheers, mate!
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Happy birthday Lad I hopes ye has a good'n but try to keep it legal like . That is if ye has to . fair windes an followin seas to ye mate.
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Hey if naked pirates got you the last time, I figured it might work again.. Its Barbados Jack's Birthday, and many know of him or at least his habit of falling asleep and 'losing' money from his pockets. Well I hope none of you drop, but I'm buying the berthday pirate a few kegs to cellerbrate. Drinks are on me, name your poison and give the boy a smooch and toast.. Happy Berthday, Lad! Many more to ya, all under fair skies and over calm seas!
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Surfing the web I found this interseting site on pirate re-enactors in the UK http://www.ches.me.uk/18th_century_maritime.htm I wonder if any of you are here in the Pub? If you are welcomes aborad lads & lasses! :)
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Hope ye had a greeeeeeat bday Barbados Jack!! Heres to ye!!
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Twas 10 years to this day on the 14th of May in Nineteen Ninety and Four That Tito and Wendy put down their swords with a new way to settle the score. (yup we was Married 10 years ago today and she still be m'lady!!)
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Tis our own Lady Barbossa's Birthday, and she is in need of a grand time! The Kegs are open and the Cake is on the table, cut with me own cutlass. Have a slice and give the berfday girl a smooch for her berfday, or I'll paddle your stern!
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