Ahoy, mateys! Today, September 19th, be Talk Like a Pirate Day. ‘Tis an auspicious day, aye, and in honorrr of our brethren that doth pillage the seven seas, we be wantin’ you swabbies to put on yer thinkin’ caps and do some writin’: Why dontcha be usin’ the comments space to dream up some pirate-involvin’ plots for yer favorrrite TV shows? Perrrsonally, I’ve always thought Barrrney on How I be Meetin’ Yer Mother needs a parrot.
Arrr! Imprrress us! Perrrhaps there’s a bottle of rum in it fer ya!
[Note: Entertainment Weekly does not condone drinking at work, running people through with cutlasses, or making your coworkers walk the plank. Please keep it in check.]
How about “My Name is Earl–Number 222: Got Banned From Disney World” Seems back in the day, Earl and Randy got drunk and desecrated Pirates of the Caribbean; Randy stole one of the pigs and Earl spray-painted “Fake!” when he found out there was no real rum in the display. I don’t know how they’ll fix it, but I’m sure it would involve dressing up as Chip and Dale (and arguing over who gets to be Chip) and breaking out of a Disney holding cell by luring a dog with a key in its mouth.
arr lovin de whole pirate theme but alas me finds it tooo harrrrrd.
I be unsurrrre if Whitney be wantin’ answers in ye old pirate-speak. Arrr why not, says I. Okay, actually that’s not fun at all. Now I have a headahce. Thanks, Whitney. Thanks a lot.
Cliff – that’s hilarious! I just snarfed my water laughing so hard and picturing Randy’s disappointed face after discovering no rum. Get ye to hollywood, matey!
Josh Mostel: So you’re a pirate with a parrot on your shoulder, and all that you can say is argh.
Pirate: Arrrrgh! Haha!
I won’t make one up. But, last year, on SNL Peter Saarrrrrsgarrrd from Jarrrrhead was the starrrrr.
Avast thar, me hearties, as we set sail for a woebegone isle in the midst of da seven seas. The casteways thar be not knowin’ that theys be dealing with pirates, calling us “The Others” when it be our isle by rights all these long days. But, me hearties, to protect our buried treasure, cap’an has ordered many a booby traps be set about, so this’ll be ah warning to dose land-lubbers: Hunt not for da treasure, lest ye be finding yerself on speaking terms with ol’ Davy Jones!
Arrr, i see an America’s Next Top Model pirate themed show. The models have a pirate phot’ shoot and their challege in’ol’es them doin’ “aswirl” down the plank. Arrr, and at the end Tyra falls o’erboard. Aye, me parrot concurs.
Are you ready kids?
Aye Aye Captain!
I can’t hear you?!
Aye Aye Captain!
OHHHHHHH
Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
SpongeBob SquarePants!
Absorbant and yellow and porous is he!
SpongeBob SquarePants!
If nautical nonsense be something you wish!
SpongeBob SquarePants!
Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish!
SpongeBob SquarePants!
Ready?
SpongeBob SquarePants, SpongeBob SquarePants,
SpongeBob SquarePants!
SpongeBob SquarePaaaaannttss!!!
HA HA HA HA !!!!
Well at least it is not Marrriah Carrrey. Arrgh!
All of you are so clever….thanks for the laugh!!!!
Being Jewish, I come from a long tradition of pirates: http://www.jewlicious.com/?p=2696.
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