Petey the Pirate

Ye need to yell 'fire in the hole!' upon such atrocities.

Ahoy! The seas be rough in Tampa Bay. Me ship has trouble docking in endzones. Me needs the harbor master to be ready for kickoff. I've got me long clothes and shall smartly lay anchor. Arr!

Aye. When ye becalmed, tis an arduous process. First ye run a shot across the bow. Then ye take a caulk for ten years. Ye must then weigh anchor, show a leg, and come about. Once ye have yer sea legs, take the advice of the dirty scoundrel One Eyed Costner, "if ye build it, they shall come." Then ye build it, and shiver me timbers! Thy ships shall be full. No prey, no pay tis what me lives by. Arr!

With salt peter it be tough to keep it up for that long. After taking a crack at Jenny's tea cup, me gets the reef sails.....arr.

Tis mighty gentlemanly of the Knight to provide his letter of marque to puc. No go forth AAC mates and give no quarter to the foe of the evening. Remember, dead men tell no tales. Sail ho!

Arr! While ye program is becalmed from being bilged on her anchor, Davy Jones locker be not purgatory. Come about and seize the booty which ye seeks on this night.