Yar! It be talk like a pirate day!

Bad cess t'the brainless bugger! Now bend yer ear t'this, you bloody yella dog! Get back thar 'n bring me m'rum or I'eel cut yer heart out 'n ett it afore ye, you mutinous maggot!

Aargh, I be down in Penzance a few weeks ago, but I didn't see no pirate brothers there, I think they be a'smugglin'

Yar, Huggis. Where be the loot?

Surely pirates can be eloquent, well spoken sophisticates, such as myself?

No?

Argh.

Ye won't be a talkin' like that when ye 'ave 'ad too much of ye olde rum

Ageless Stranger said:

Surely pirates can be eloquent, well spoken sophisticates, such as myself?

No?

Argh.

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*hands Huggis a Strunk and White*

Your grammar needs work.

Yar.

Yo Ho!

(and Really Bad Eggs)

Yar! It be too early to be awake!

Yar!

Ahoy! 'Tis the crew of the Black Dog and their feared Cap'n Pagey, back from a fine haul down Southland ways...

What?

Now listen well, you lowlife landlubber! 'Tis me bloody ship, and me fine crew, and I'll have me a penguin on me shoulder if it so pleases me! Now avast, yw scurvy dog, else I shall give thy wretched backside a little taste of the Captain's Daughter!

Is that a belayin' pin in yer britches, lad, or are ye happy t' see me?

Yoho, ye Huggis & mates. 'tis a too-early hour but tis a sailor's duty to be drinkin' dem rum and findin' pcs. of 8.

Jasper the penguin: What are pieces of eight, Mommy?
Me: Why, they're what I bought me fine ship with, little mate. Plus, they keep me crew in line, with a little help from me trusty broadsword.

Yaaargh!

Go down below, Roger the Cabin Boy, and Bring me RUM!

The rum be in that cask o'er there, matey. I already took care o' the cabin boy. Fine lad...

And methinks the lubber what jus' called on the phone has been tipplin' a wee bit too much rum himself this fine mornin'.

Avast ye, landlubbers! I be thirstin for some grog.

Bug : Argh, Huggis. Where's your buccaneers?

Huggis: Under my buccin hat!

Argh, Matey! Someone took me britches off. Pass that thar whiskey to the whench.

"We SUCK!"

What? We're all talking like the Pittsburgh Pirates, right?

"Designated hitters is stoopid!"

Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up! Throw it to first! Hurry! Hurry!!

Oh man, we suck.

(You did say talk like a Pirate, right?)

I sincerely hope someone looking for a writer's website, doesn't find AW and stumble upon this before looking at the rest of the website.

It could give the wrong idea.

Y'know.


Argh.

Arrr

Hose down the wenches and bring them to me!

(I'm going to a "Wench a Palooza" pirate party tonite.) Sounds sexist, probably is, but it's a group of women who are throwing the party. I suspect their plan is to get some mateys drunk and plunder their pockets.

I'm going as a palooza.

Argh, Ageless. Ye be newer in these parts than most, so I'll tell it to you straight. Once a year on this scurvy day we take to our ships and go lootin' and pillagin'. Argh!

Ageless Stranger said:

I sincerely hope someone looking for a writer's website, doesn't find AW and stumble upon this before looking at the rest of the website.

It could give the wrong idea.

Y'know.


Argh.

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Argh! How right you are, Matey. All other threads are so refine and dignified. Hope they find one of them thar smart threads.

i dare confess that i’m having difficulty comprehending the discourse here.
my theory is that your dialogue systems are not derived from contemporary linguistics.