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baradtgnome said:
Off to Davey Jones locket wif ya!

Avast, ye scurvey dog! Ye be sendin' folks after after the neck-jewelry of a monkey-man music maker instead of to the bottom of the deep blue sea! Who are ye to be educatin' about the niceties of piratical spellin'?!?!

Time to walk the plank, me bucko! As the sharks be chewin' on yer hide, ye'll be better able to show 'im the difference between "Arr!" and "Arrg!"

:D
 

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Umbran said:
Avast, ye scurvey dog! Ye be sendin' folks after after the neck-jewelry of a monkey-man music maker instead of to the bottom of the deep blue sea! Who are ye to be educatin' about the niceties of piratical spellin'?!?!

Time to walk the plank, me bucko! As the sharks be chewin' on yer hide, ye'll be better able to show 'im the difference between "Arr!" and "Arrg!"

:D

Har, har, thar matey - sharks that be harder on me than you abin chopin on me hide fer years. It be that rusty hook o' mine that make hit'n the keys o this contraption a bit tuff. I ain't no book learnin' fool, jus a poor ol buccanneer. Who's likely to put a hole in ya next chance I git. Har, har, har.
 



Silver Moon said:
Arrg, Shiver me timbers indeed. Matie, tis Cap'n Jon, the Scottish Tyrant. Me press gang got you onboard the grand warship Silver Moon once Laddie, Me hopes to see ye in the crew again soon.

Oh, aye there Cap'n Jon. Me be missin the crew and all. Who be knowin what winds be a blowin and whar they be a takin us. Be sure to be sayin Ahoy thar to all me hearties. And be takin care o me beauty Kharole!
 
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FLAGRANT COPYRIGHT VIOLATION ENSUES:

LAUNCELOT: What does it say?
GALAHAD: What language is that?
ARTHUR: Brother Maynard, you're our scholar!
MAYNARD: It's Aramaic!
GALAHAD: Of course! Joseph of Aramathea!
LAUNCELOT: Course!
???: What does it say?
MAYNARD: It reads, 'Here may be found the last words of Joseph of Aramathea. He who is valiant and pure of spirit may find the Holy Grail in the Castle of aarrggggggh'.
ARTHUR: What?
MAYNARD: '... the Castle of aarrggggggh'.
BEDEMIR: What is that?
MAYNARD: He must have died while carving it.
LAUNCELOT: Oh, come on!
MAYNARD: Well, that's what it says.
ARTHUR: Look, if he was dying, he wouldn't bother to carve 'aarrggggh'. He'd just say it!
MAYNARD: Well, that's what's carved in the rock!
GALAHAD: Perhaps he was dictating.
ARTHUR: Oh, shut up. Well, does it say anything else?
MAYNARD: No. Just, 'rrggggggh'.
LAUNCELOT: Aarrggghhh.
???: Aaarggh.
BEDEMIR: You don't suppose he meant the Camarrrrgh?
???: Where's that?
BEDEMIR: France, I think.
LAUNCELOT: Isn't there a Saint Aarrrves in Cornwall?
ARTHUR: No, that's Saint Ives.
LAUNCELOT: Oh, yes. Saint Iiiives.
SEVERAL: Iiiiives.
BEDEMIR: Oooohoohohooo!
LAUNCELOT: No, no, aarrrrrgh, at the back of the throat. Aarrrgh.
BEDEMIR: No, no, no, oooooooh, in surprise and alarm.
LAUNCELOT: Oh, you mean sort of a aaaarrgh!
BEDEMIR: Yes, but I-- Aaaaarrrgh!
???: Oooh!
???: Oh, no!
[roar]
MAYNARD: It's the legendary Black Beast of Aaarrrgh!
ARTHUR: Run away!
ALL: Run away! Run away!

Or is this not what you meant?
Oh... it's one of those pirate things....

Aarr.
 
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