Aarrr! International Talk Like a Pirate Day

I usually try to mention this every year; a few times I've even done the day's post in pirate lingo. Such is not the case this time, but in the spirit of the day, Fr. Z offered some suggestions for commemorating the occasion, to which I add my own:

1. Try to refer to your coworkers as "me mateys" at least once during the day.


2. Act surprised when someone asks you a question; say "Shiver me timbers" two or three times to confuse them.


3. Watch two episodes of SpongeBob SquarePants.


4. Afterward, go to McDonalds and order a Crabby Patty.


5. Root for the Pittsburgh Pirates tomorrow when they play the Milwaukee Brewers (I don't know why they aren't playing today...).


6. Start a film club and watch the original version of Mutiny on the Bounty.


7. If you get a call from a political fundraiser, tell them that the candidate they're calling for should be "keelhauled." Note that it doesn't matter which candidate you're talking about.


8. Walk around with a parrot on your shoulder. 


9. Dig a hole in your neighbor's yard; when they ask you what you're doing, tell them you're looking for buried treasure, and add that if they don't like it, you'll see them in Davy Jones' Locker.


10. Tell the next attractive woman you meet that you're looking for booty. Make sure you aren't the one who gets keelhauled.

Ahoy! It's Talk Like a Pirate Day!

Aye, sure and it be time once again for "International Talk Like a Pirate Day."  An' seein' as how we're always part o' the cultural mainstream, it be only fittin' that we take part.

S’il est vrai que le pirate moyen n’est pas mieux engueulé qu’un autre et qu’on pense souvent à cette sorte de parlé un peu comme à celui de nos campagnes ou de nos bois, il ne faut pas tomber dans le piège trop facile d’adopter ce langage! En aucun cas un pirate ne jurerait par les mots de l’Église à la façon du colon québécois, ni ne parlerait à la marseillaise, avec des verbes en « ions » façon Acadien du bas du fleuve ou en utilisant les mots vulgaire du langage courant.

(That be pirate talk in French.  What, you don't believe in French pirates?  Well, shiver me timbers and tickle my Jean Lafittes.)

And now, w' thanks to th' mateys at the Talk Like O' Pirate website, the Dutch translation of The Drunken Sailor song, always fittin' if ye be talkin' 'bout pirates.  Arrr!

Wat zullen we doen met de dronken zeeman
Wat zullen we doen met de dronken zeeman
Wat zullen we doen met de dronken zeeman
's morgens in de vroegte.

Chorus
Hela hop daar gaat ie
Hela hop daar gaat ie
Hela hop daar gaat ie
's morgens in de vroegte!
Gooi hem overboord dan kan ie zwemmen
Hang hem in de mast om uit te waaien
Stop hem in zijn bed om uit te slapen
Stop z’n kop in een emmer met water 
Roep de kapitein die zal hem leren
Dat zullen we doen met de dronken zeeman.

Arrr, shiver me timbers!  ◙