I was almost knocked down by the squealing porcine form that barrelled down my dark passageway. As I turned into the parlour I found myself agog at the gaggle of gorgeous girls gathered before me. Heinz had no doubt fled in shame at the ill-fitting lederhosen I insisted the rotund little German wear.
Franklyn Feels Your Pain Reading can be a terrible pest of an activity and I entirely sympathise the general indolence that flourishes throughout our community. As a considerate fellow I
A night of nonsensical dreams and a persistent headache left me washed up lke a beached whale upon the chaise longue in my night room. The most I could achieve
I was rousted from my slumbering bower by a titanic shrieking. The previous evening I’d taken to bed amidst the trees following an indulgence of absinthe and laudanum. The tree
2 thoughts on “Talk Like A Pirate Day”
Garrgh, this fine day brings back memories o’ me technical support days! I’ll be bolsterin’ ye ranks, matey, o’ that ye can be sure.
Gaaargh matey, twas a happy time when ye were me deck-mate. The monsters we fought eh?
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