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June 28 Ahoy, We be a' bloggin soon mates!Ahoy lads n lasses
Thank yee fer lettin me know me page es a bit out o'date. We be back now, and we be bloggin soon. Give ya sumptin ta look forward to, lol.
The Capt. December 09 Twaz Z Nite A'for ChristmasTWAZ Z NIGHT AFORE CHRISTMAS
Adapted by Zinger
Ferst Mate ta Capt. Jolly Roger
(Wit Apologies ta Clement Clarke Moore)
'Twas the night afore Christmas, when all o'er me ship Not a creature was stirring, not even Big Mick; The stockings waz hunged by the cannons wit care, In hopes that ol' Jolly soon wuld be thar; Z crew was nestled all snug in thar nets,
While little grey rats danced round wit no frets; And me n me wench ad just settled down for a nap, When out on the deck there arose a big chatter, I spranged from me net to see what twas z matter.
Away to the portal I ran like a dawg, Tore open the glass to stare though my grog. Z moon was in full and in all its glory Gave the luster of mid-day to help this story, But a miniature dingy drawn by eight mule deer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knowed in a moment it must be Capt'n Jolly as St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name; "Now, Nemo! now, Memises! now, Hermes and Demeter! On, Eris! On Poseidon! On, Eurydice and Artemis! To the top of the deck! To the top of the mast!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!" As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky, So up to the mast-top the coursers they flew,
With the Brigit full of plunder, and Capt'n Jolly, too. And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing: I needed no proof. As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the hatch Capt'n Jolly came with a bound. He was dressed all in black, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of plunder he had flunged on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just openin es pack. His eye patch -- how it twinkled! his scars how scary! His mug was like roses, his face was all hairy! The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath; He had a broad face and a belly of grog, That shook when he laughed, but es eyes seemed ta fogg. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old pirate,
And I laughed when I saw him; he was a riot; A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread; He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the hatch he rose; He sprang to his dingy, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like a ballistic missle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight, "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-night." Merry Christmas, Lads n Lasses
The Capt. November 26 Thanksgivin en San FranciscoAhoy Lads n Lasses,
Tis that time o'season when we celebrate two thangs: One es that we es alive n able ta eat Turkey on Thanksgivin. The second es that we es alive and livin en San Francisco, the greatest city en z werld.
So this Thanksgivin, we ere aboard z JollyRoger, docked at Pier 102, wanted ta send - ta all those who es unfortunate enuff not ta be en r fair city cause o thar duties fightin z war or just cause they can't b ere - a look at what a typical Thanksgivin day es like en r city by z bay.
As z day starts, we find ourselves among worldclass views that we take fer granted:
Thanksgivin en San Francisco es a day made up of several thangs. One is that we volunteer ta help others. We endure the crowded streets and complain about em (but that es part o et, too), we gather wit friends and special folks, we remember days long gone wit me brother, n we welcome new arrivals.
An after a guud supper, some o'us head down to z marina n take r sloop out fer sum scuba diving ta get Rock Cod fer supper after Thanksgivin, aye!
And then, et es z end o'z day, and another beautiful sunset az ta b endured! Happy Thanksgiving, mates, where ere ya b
The Capt.
November 22 Thar Be No Need Ta WorryAhoy Lads n Lasses,
Taday I must address an essue o'vital import. Et seems my polite speech es havin n impact on sum o'me readers, n I figure I must stop the spread of their disease afore it reaches emedemec perprotions inside thar brains. An so, let me begin tadays health n wellness lesson.
I realize readin me blog as a deteteremental effect on z some yung minds. Hell, it has one on my mind, so how can et not effect a yung mind, eh? I also know this cause me mates tell me so. They say, "Capt., it b yer speech. Sumtimes we can't understand ya." See, thar es proof right thar that I es effecting thar minds, cause et es obvious ta me that they can't understand the Queens English when they ear et, aye.
Z problem es they have a disease that prevents em from understanding a pour unemancipated man like meself. How else can et be splained? So, beginnin taday, I es gettin tired o'mates telling me that me speech es all jumbled up n otherwise no guud.
One o'me favorite places ta drop off mates who av "misunderstandins"
As Capt. of this ship, I am decreeing taday that anyone who dun't understand me werd er me speech es subject ta keel hauling, n if'n they don't like that, weel put em on a desert isle somewhere with a pistul, one shot, and a bottle o rum. That ought ta fix the problem. Oh, n happy berthday Shupe, where ere ya b.
Tis all fer taday scallywags.
The Capt.
November 11 Veterans Day
Ahoy Lads n Lasses...
How many of yee know what Veteran's Day es all about? Well, me n my crew es salutin all veterans today ta thank em for our freedoms. Do yourself a favor today and get educated on what today is all about:
The Capt. |
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