September 19 is the International Talk Like a Pirate Day, and only a bilge rat would forget such a fine holiday. So I christen this thread an open thread, on the condition that all comments must be written in Pirate. But good ole' cap'n Krauze wouldn't leave his crew marooned, so here is an English-to-Pirate translator for the landlubbers. And from YouTube, a talk-like-a-pirate instruction video.
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September 19th, 2006 at 9:12 am
I would suggest any of ya scurvy curs interested read about how th' DI recently quote-mined Nick Maztke`s article, if ye be havin' any illusions about those bilge rats` scientific integrity. Arrr!
Comment by Aagcobb — September 19, 2006 @ 9:12 am
September 19th, 2006 at 9:41 am
Hey everyone, I got another ID alternative…
The Intelligent Designer came from a timeless dimension known as "Oceans Unmoving" in the form of a homicidal rabbit from the pirate ship, The Bloody Bun, relieving himself on our fair planet.
Comment by Thought Provoker — September 19, 2006 @ 9:41 am
September 19th, 2006 at 9:53 am
Vast me hearties, 'got me another yarn…
What ye all seek came from a banacle-riddent place know to be "Oceans Unmoving" t'was that shark-bait of a rabbit known as Bun Bun pis'n on this here planet.
Comment by Thought Provoker — September 19, 2006 @ 9:53 am
September 19th, 2006 at 10:45 am
Random question, Aagcobb: be thar a rigorous definition o' quote-minin'?
Comment by Afon — September 19, 2006 @ 10:45 am
September 19th, 2006 at 11:11 am
I know 't when I be seein' it, ya lily livered scurvy dog! Arrrr!
Comment by Aagcobb — September 19, 2006 @ 11:11 am
September 19th, 2006 at 12:01 pm
Ahoy Agcobb,
"I know 't when I be seein' it, ya lily livered scurvy dog!"
In other words, it be a subjective impression? I s'pose that's why none of the ID critics wanted to accuse that saucy wench Karen Armstrong of quote-mining, and why the NCSE's Public Information Project Director Nick Matzke came up with all sorts of contorted explanations to avoid pinning the blame on her.
Comment by Krauze — September 19, 2006 @ 12:01 pm
September 19th, 2006 at 12:07 pm
Garrrr! Ye nay-sayers be so full o' 't. Maybe if ye`d say what ye mean or mean what ye say, ye wouldna' be havin' t' complain so often that swabbies think ye`re sayin' what ye`re nay sayin'. Hit th' deck bilge rats, and don' ye be squawkin' like parrots 'til ye lick th' poop'ek clean, lest ye be yennin' fer a keel-hauling or meanin' t' fly from t' yardarm! Arrrrrrr!
Comment by Joy — September 19, 2006 @ 12:07 pm
September 19th, 2006 at 12:15 pm
Arr, I weren't defendin' the wench, I were the scurvy dog that pointed out the wee lass' landlubbery mistake in the first place. I were just sayin' it weren't necessarily cold-blooded fibbin', is all. Arrr…
Comment by Nick Matzke — September 19, 2006 @ 12:15 pm
September 19th, 2006 at 12:37 pm
Arrrgh.. Ye bilge rats have had ye fill of it. Teach me this, cap'n - how can thee vessle grok the crew? Ye be full o'rum n full'a ye'selves if ya reckon that a mate can see beyond the crows nest lookout, ya snivelin plank walkers. Dogs yer all, that reckon the parrot on me shoulder can grok much else than o' cracker and a squawk. Ye rat infested pirates full'o'rum ye are, who pretend to know the mind'o god. To the plank with ye! Arrrgh!!
Comment by PegLegRummy — September 19, 2006 @ 12:37 pm
September 19th, 2006 at 12:48 pm
To Joy:
Ahoy Ye bonnie lass! Me be glad 't see ye aboard the good ship TT, and not in Davy Jones Locker after ye walked the plank when yer thread was boarded and plundered!
Comment by Aagcobb — September 19, 2006 @ 12:48 pm
September 19th, 2006 at 2:15 pm
It be walkin' rough reef' 'ore ebb tide t' meet wi' th' Black Pearl if ye be flounderin' nae wind, she broadsided me flagship! That scalliwag got throw'd back by Cap'n Jones, who wouldna' hae his rum-soaked carcass smellin' up th'deep… Comp'ee hard on th' Southern Cross matey an' make fast the mainsil, best ye put to sea - thar be monsters here! Gaarrrr! [Petey parrot sez: Squawwwwk!!!]
Comment by Joy — September 19, 2006 @ 2:15 pm
September 19th, 2006 at 4:28 pm
I say, good show old chum. What ho?
Comment by Douglas — September 19, 2006 @ 4:28 pm
September 19th, 2006 at 4:44 pm
Ahoy Nick,
"I were just sayin' it weren't necessarily cold-blooded fibbin', is all."
Yarr, as I said, you were trying to "avoid pinning the blame on her." But where is this interest in bending over backwards to make charitable interpretations when it comes to the salty sea dogs over at the Lookout Barrel Institute?
Comment by Krauze — September 19, 2006 @ 4:44 pm
September 19th, 2006 at 8:09 pm
Arr. We pirates know that sometimes lads be falsely accused of crimes when actually they was just innocent mistakes caused by poor memory after a bit too much rum, saavy? If the lads happen to be at sea and out out of contact with the authorities for a wee bit then mayhaps 'twill take some time to get word and make things righteous. Whereas other times yer caught with a hold full of the queen's treasure and yer knaverly self obviously had foreknowledge of the truth of ownership, and then 'tis to the plank with yea, may Davey Jones rest your soul. Arrr…
Comment by Nick Matzke — September 19, 2006 @ 8:09 pm
September 20th, 2006 at 4:35 am
(Note that my previous offering, arrrr, was in the style of an English pirate.)
Comment by Douglas — September 20, 2006 @ 4:35 am