2005-09-19 - 10:03 p.m.
There was clatter and noise in the courtyard. The old one picked herself up off of the blankets and peered out the open door to see a tiny green creature standing in a wash tub. She was swinging a wooden spoon in the air and talking to unseen shipmates. "Avast ya scallywags! What do we do now t' cheer up th' Phantom? These sad days must end. Maybe a party wi' grog will do th' trick? Arrr, ye don't be wantin' t' end up in Davy Jones' Locker. Answer me smartly, ye land lubbers..." Gweenie squeaked when she saw the Phantom watching.
She was only talked out of the pile of starry blankets with a bowl of ice cream. "Arr arr arr!"
Talk Like a Pirate Day indeed! Some people can be so silly.
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