In honor of this day, I am taking time to once again study the career of my favorite pirate, Ragnar Danneskjold.
Yo-ho-chaps, and a bottle of schnapps!
AVAST YE SWABS!
I be liftin’ one to that Philosopher-Pirate Cap’n Ragnar ...cup o’ mud this AM.
My 12 y/o (precocious) daughter had the hots for Francisco Domingo Carlos Andres Sebastian D’Anconia
I have THREE pirate names:
Mad Prudentilla Cash
Privateer Pink leg
Cap’n Purple Arse
I like the last one best. It also says that I’m a Corsair.
A Jewish born Corsair?
Arg?
Barb: Corsairs=Shores of Tripoli CHECK!
Purple Arse + Corsair = ??? (I could Google it and appear wise, but I probably have everyone intimidated with my wisdom already)
cf. yesterday’s blog with my USMC group pic—Being an OLD Marine helped your husband resolve your superfluous skivvies problem?
P.S. it’s spelled ARGH
Superfluous skivvies? Ye scurvy bunch o’ malcontents! All of ye will walk the plank this day or me name ain’t Long Dong Silver!
ARRRRRHH!
Me parrot also sez: ye can all kiss his ! Crumbs, be damned! He only eats the finest caviar. Yo-ho-ho!
Shoudn’t the Parrot have a Pirate on his shoulder?
OCM: a lurker emailed me privately, astounded that you knew who Ayn Rand was. He probably leapt to that conclusion based on your photo, not your erudite postings. And, of course, your rep as a brain-fried wake-and-bake.
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OCM: That was a gratifyingly mild response. You got some good there? You were a cartographer?
Skipper: su·per·flu·ous (s-pûrfl-s) ADJECTIVE:
Being beyond what is required or sufficient. (Barb’s skivvies vis-a-vis her husbands goal) Sounds better than “trying to get into her skivvies”.
The Earth is not flat, nor is it a ball. It is a four-dimensional visualiztion, as perceived by human eyes, of a 16-dimensional object. Conclusion: it is a string.
Steven Hawking sez so. ARRRH!
COMPLAINT: Why don’t the Public Schools give equal treatment to the theory that the Earth is hanging from a bird’s nest, suspended from the testicles of a giant turtle, who is bungee jumping from a star? The phrase is not from me, but we could call it:
UNINTELLIGENT DESIGN
OLDCATDUDE: cf. my #15 post --- Damn! That is some fine ‘ya got there !!
Not to get too far back on topic, but....
I just wanna know why the Skipper’s parrot is walking like a pigeon.
Dont’ make fun of me parrot. He lost a leg in V’Nam.
Skipper, I wanna see that little bastard’s DD214. How would he like to see his little feathery ass featured in the next edition of ”Stolen Valor”?
a serious P.S.—that book, and the internet, have done great work exposing phony war heroes, especially never-served “VNam PTSD” bullers.
Actually , that’s not a pegleg, it’s his pecker… He’s one tuff birdie.
Caviar - love caviar - want caviar- who will get me some caviar?????!!!!!!!
MENU—Caviar with 1. Ulta-thin-crisp toast 2. sour cream 3. minced onion 4. chopped egg
This is gonna cost you extra, Dottie!
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