I’ll be takin’ yer order
Greeter at a local fish restaurant.
Arrr, I’ll be yer hostess fer tonight, ya scurvy dogs!
He’s life sized. I considered asking Uncle B to take my picture with him, then I remembered I don’t publish pictures of myself and that made me sad.
Then I remembered I hate pictures of myself and I was not sad any more.
This whole coast was heavily, heavily involved in smuggling in the 18th C. Which tells us commodities were overtaxed in Britain then, too. It was so pervasive in the population that sometimes even the churches were used to store contraband.
I once asked our best local historian why even the vicar was in on it and she said, “Oh but it was so much nicer than what they did before – piracy.”
Nobody had Maggie Smith in the Deadpool. Goodbye, ma’am. Watch some clips.
Have a good weekend!
Posted: September 27th, 2024 under personal.
Comments: 7
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Comment from Uncle Al
Time: September 27, 2024, 9:21 pm
“Cucumber sandwiches, arrr. Good choice.”
I wish he were animatronic and I could see how he manages to cross draw that sword with his hook.
Comment from durnedyankee
Time: September 28, 2024, 1:14 am
Dame Maggie
Quite fetching when she was younger.
Carrying her parts to perfection when she was older.
Another one I’ll miss.
RIP your ladyship
PS tried to find the right title, if it’s not Ladyship, forgive the Yankee Doodle Moron.
Comment from Deborah HH
Time: September 28, 2024, 2:37 am
Stoaty—you could always create Stoaty Weasel in the style of Flat Stanley. Then we could see you in all those interesting places you and Uncle Badger visit.
Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: September 28, 2024, 4:00 am
Flat Stoaty?
Comment from Uncle Al
Time: September 28, 2024, 3:00 pm
I’m glad you’re not sad! If you ever wanted to post a photo that happens to include yourself, you might consider a quick and dirty image edit that replaces your face with that of the Mona Lisa with her world-famous ‘enigmatic’ smile. Either that or Zombie Hillary.
Comment from peacelovewoodstock
Time: September 29, 2024, 10:52 am
And how did you lose your leg?
– Arrr, a shark took it as I was carrying me treasure ashore one day.
What happened to your hand?
– It was a terrible battle when we was attacked by a privateer!
And your eye?
– Well, a bird pooped in it.
Bird poop took out your eye?
– It was me first day with the hook.
Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: September 29, 2024, 11:21 am
Now try to imagine an interview with Kamala Harris if she thought she should get in on the fun of Talk Like a Pirate day.
Arrrr, she could explain the holeistics in all her plans, arrrrr.
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