I posted this photo before, but it seems time to post it again. Avast, it be the Dread Pirate Robin, curse of the NICU seas!
(Do pirates say “A wa ba ba”? Because, if so, I might just have to buy Robin a cutlass.)
Archive for Pirates
Happy Talk Like a Pirate Day.
Yarrrr.
Avast, ye lubbers! Talk Like a Pirate Day has swung ’round again, and here I still be, bloggin’ on and on.
Arrrr, and first I must boast, in me finest piratical style, of the booty that fell into me lap this morning.
(I know what ye be thinkin’! Shut yer maw, or I’ll have ye keelhauled.)
Nay, the booty I speak of is neither woman nor man, nor silver nor gold, nor yet rubies nor riches from Davy Jones’ Locker, but rather, a commendation from the sparklin’ new Carnival of Divided Government! A scurvy, slime-covered link appeared on me Stats page this mornin’, alertin’ me to the fine event. Yarrr.
In a more piratical vein, the Crafty Minx (a most scurrilous name, yarrr) has raised the Pirate Crafting flag high over her decks, where it flutters darkly in the salt air.
Begad, and now I have to do battle with Her Majesty’s Own Secretary of State, that bilge-sucking, scurvy beast. I’m after me Letters of Marque, which I’ll use to plunder and loot to me heart’s content!* Yarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
*Or not. Yarr.
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