September 19, 2003
Avast, our fortunate morn has come
Aye, me hearties, tis a day to treasure. To honor this fine day, and the passing of the most wretched storm to touch these cursed waters in years, me thinks that we should be celebrating this evening! When you are through with your working day, perhaps a few of ye scallywags would join an old deckhand for a grog.
Posted by Roy at September 19, 2003 10:10 AM
Yarrrrr...I don't know what I am doing.
But I will drink with you. Load up the tailgating goodness, and then I can get loaded.
Posted by: Pat at September 19, 2003 10:26 AMMy appreciation for your indulgence in my need of indulgence. Give notice when you want help loading the cargo into the hull of ye trusty ship. I tried to send message to thee that I would be providing the meat of a cow and that me wench would be providing the meat of a pig for tomorrow's feast, but yer website didn't accept my commands.
Posted by: Roy at September 19, 2003 11:24 AM