Talking the Talk

Yar. Today be “Talk Like A Pirate Day”, and I can’t decide how to talk to me’ mates. Accordin’ to some landlubbers, I should be talking some swill called Somali. Yet, when I say “أفاست ، والكلاب لزج انتم.”, they look at me funny. Some other mates, seemingly “respectable gentlemen”, tell me that all the pirates be in some place called Warshington DC, and be speaking a bastarization of the Queen’s English. Now, mates, I can see pirates being bastards, but going into politics is far too beneath piratical behavior.

Arrr. Time for lunch. Me thinks I’ll have some arrrrrrrtichokes and grog.