February 18, 2009
My crew and I love other pirates coming to our parties.I give you my affadavey that ye will be happy you came...because at our party the rum is never gone!
Ahoy! Never a finer gathering could be had than you scurvy dogs of the Dead Pirates. And so I raise me glass to you: "May the wind always be at your back, the sun on your face, and may the winds of destiny carry you aloft to the stars."
Aye sir, Ferguss and I will be there.
Don't forget to get with me on those dates. I think I might be sick that weekend and sadly I will have to call out form work.