Arrrr!

I be sure I done this before, but it be Talk Like a Pirate Day, ye know! And I be awake again cuz the landlubbing wench wot lives upstairs in the decks above had to ring my bell to get into the building ship. I be guessing her scurvy cove (not really, but still, grr) of a husband has been knocking back too much o' the old grog and wasn't waking up hisself.

( My Pirate name )