Sarah Palin's pussy?
Am I the only one who doesn't find her attractive?
We're sure you don't really need reminding, but today is Talk Like A Pirate Day - in fact extended into one long buckaneer-lingo weekend since the internationally famous celebration falls on a Friday, me hearties. Nuff said, really, except to add that it's time to get fired up on grog, keelhaul Noel Edmonds, give Sarah Palin a …
Splice the mainbrace and come about, there's booty to be had, me hearties. Rum for every scallywag and whore on the Spanish Main that joins us, aaaarrgh!
Arrrgh, it's mighty odd, but that damsel Tina Fey be fine, and that Sarah Palin be fowl, aaarrgh! I say into Davey Jones locker with her ..... the plank, the plank, aaarrrgh!
even the R4 Today program managed to mention it was ITLAP day just before the 9am news ... admittedly it was as a result of someone emailing them about it.
So why only tell as at 4pm
either you're all too busy designing cutsey icons etc so that the Reg can be Web 2.0 compliant (i.e. look nice but have no real use)
or 4pm BST == 8am PDT ... so the UK team are too busy mending the dishwasher to report news and leaving it to the US reports
I've been waiting too long for El Reg to lower their pants. It's about time to take advantage of the fact that a female-type is running for a political office that should rightly be reserved for only those wielding natural insemination devices (aka plonkers.) Let's not forget this great country of ours was founded my men and NOT by women. Women were only vaguely involved, if at all.
Thanks to my friend, I was reminded about what day it is pretty early. However, I also got an e-mail reminder from Cravendale Milk, of all places. I am a fan of their milk and happen to be on their mailing list. They have taken to the day's festivities with honourable enthusiasm. Check it out at http://www.milkmatters.co.uk/#/pirateradio. The Pirate Radio is hilarious! Knowing what their TV ads are also like, I am convinced those Cravendale guys are total nutters. So I happened to have some Cravendale with my cereal this morning and this led me to visit the site for my cereal as well, dorsetcereals.co.uk. It just so happened that they had made a mention of this special day as well! Yaaar!!
It's not necessarily someone you'd pick out of a crowd to bang, but would you do the wheelbarrow with her if she was looking for a change and you KNOW (because she's happily married) that there's no consequences to come from it?
THAT is the meaning of MILF.
"You have a woman's hands, my lord!"
Words from a great pirate, second rate captain but first rate second course.
If ye matey don't like thar El Reg, you need but mutiny the ship, and start ye own Swanky Tech ship. For if ye don't, you need not but walk yonder plank!
(Ever notice how your throat hurts after talking like a pirate? and Yes, I just read that to myself. Outloud. in a cubicle. People are staring. So much Fun!)
A little pedantic question; is this an Islamic skull & crossed swords? As the style of the swords appears quite Arabic as opposed to the traditional naval cutlass one would expect. Which had a full hand guard and a short, broad blade for swarthy cut throats to hack at each other with in the limited confines of a square rigger's deck.
Full and by lads, full and by!
I find her attractive enough to take home from a bar. After that though, her personality and worldview would make me pretty queasy. So beauty is only skin deep I guess--at least in her case. She's not one I'd pick for a friend, boss, employee, and certainly not for the VP seat.
That said, did you hear the one about the pirate that goes into a bar with a steering wheel mounted on his belt buckle? The barkeep says "What's with the steering wheel?" The pirate replies: "Ahhhr it's drivin' me nuts!"
Avast, ye scurvy ridden buccaneers!
I found meself swashbuckling landside at a gathering of the family on the Friday of last, and my usually trusty first mate be not informing me of the events of the day!
This be why I continue with the pirate speak on this Monday morn, to make up for lost time. Y'arrr! Hoist the main sail, and yo ho ho and a bottle of grog! Bring me my copy of Monkey Island so i can trade insults.
P.S. Though down here in the darkest Westcountry no one would notice a change in my accent.