CaptainCiaran

ketchup/Italian (Pop's is the name of a local Italian restaurant)

(His watch coming to its end, Ciaran raised his glass and took one last look toward the far horizon. The grey clouds he had been watchin' fer the past couple hours were growing in size. Dark they appeared now, although where the Watch Dog sat, all was still sunny. Although his shift were endin', he would remain in the riggin and around the nest, as John McGuinty now climbed up. Ciaran was beginnin' the task of trainin' the lad to become an eye, to replace Diego and others who were no longer with the crew.) Arr, John. Good to see that ye brought yer glasspiece along. Now ye are goin' to be keepin' a close watch on the Cutter o'er there, makin' sure she don't get into trouble, as well as scannin' the horizon in e'ry direction. I also want ye to keep a check on that storm growin' on the horizon. Remember what we've been workin' on, the proper way to use yer eyeglass. That's right, good.

(pulls out pistol and shoots Dorian) I'm jokin' Mister Lasseter!

Thinking yer proposition over, me answer is 'perhaps'.

cheeks

Mom's/buffalo wings

Hear that cry? It be the banshee !

off

hot babe

(at the moment I post this) ^ has made 4444 postings here!

grill/dinner

On the highway was a dead possum.

Fantasy Pirate

cash register (the old mechanical kind that made cool sounds)

shakin'/tank

I love cards games, especially Spades, Rummy, and Rook.

nincompoop

Arrgh! Right ye be, Long Tom! Even with me pirate talk, I can't get away with havin' used the wrong word. Arrgh! Okay, back on track with: Walking down the street, someone yelled, "Hey!"

^ is tired of rain.

Cancun/Admiral

White Star

Yellow. Me world is yellow as the pollen thickens.

Fantasy or reality? The Internet waters of the Pirate.

Charity, it be when he sever someone's head...WHACK! (think Blackbeard's death, says I)

Together we shall conquer the world.