Avast ye maties and shiver me timbers! 'Tis the nineteenth of September, and that means it's fit time for you scurvy dogs to hoist a grog and
Talk Like a Pirate! None o' yer lubber's excuses! I'll warrant ye'll all be talking like pirates, or I'll keelhaul ye and nail ye to the yardarm like the Jolly Roger!
Arrrrr!