Showing posts with label pirates. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pirates. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Captain Godzilla
Godzilla is dressed as a pirate right now and will soon wander the streets with Lost Sheep and Pollyanna begging for candy. He will probably be done begging before I get home. This disappoints me. His costume came with a long hair (a la Jack Sparrow) attached to the hat. This is unfortunate, because Godzilla is 2, and can't grow facial hair worth a damn-- the poor lad looks like a girl.
Labels:
Godzilla,
Halloween,
I hate being a grown up,
Lost Sheep,
pirates,
Pollyanna
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Lots of meat for a scurvy dog
Arrrrrrrr. I ate one of them thirds last night, and aye, me thought, what's the big deal? Sure it's better than what crawls out of the bungholes in most schools in the new world, but it not be better than some salted meat, limes and rum. So much for making sacrifices.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Tomorrow is International Talk Like a Pirate Day, and for the first time, this disappoints me so. I am now working what one could call a "grown-up" job, an am required to answer a phone in a (sigh) professional manner. I work for a large company, and I work in an IT support department. I've already been told that answering the phone "Ahoy! Thank ye for callin' IT support. What can First Mate Dick" (my pirate name) "be doing for a landlubber like yeself?" would not be good for my future employ here, especially if the CEO's executive assistant calls. I hate being a grown up.
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