Monday, September 19, 2005

The silicone chip inside me 'ead 'as switched to ovarrrload

Arr! I forgot that today be Talk Like A Pirate Day!

To correct this, here is the previous post, in piratese:

Avast! Earlier this morn, the radio played  I Don't Like Mondays by the Boomtown Rats. Arr. caused me to blubber like a lass.

So. I can be addin' it to the list of tunes which contain such magical properties. Here be a partial list -
Vogue by that wench, Madonna (Shut up. I don't understand it either. Arrrr!!)
The Day the Music Died (arrr! I be meanin' American Pie) but NOT the one by Madonna
Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen
Still Fighting It by Ben Folds

I be thinking me emotional status is not to be taken lightly.

Or maybe it is. Yo ho ho!

Additionally, me beauty and I scribbled our names through a league of papers today, while the wee one cried. Arr. There be many many documents to sign. I always say, only agreements made with blood are worth a damn. The devil deals in words on paper, and one should take a man at his word. (Always keepin' in mind that to break a promise will result in a trip to the plank with ye!)

I be forgettin' what I wanted to say. I'll conclude by sayin' that Mondays are scurvy eatin' dogs. Arrr!!


Amy said...


Amy said...

Also, I totally thought this said the chip inside your head had switched to "overlord."

And man, that would have been so awesome.