Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Avast There, Ye Lubbers!

To my favorite Fierce Pirate:
You were very frightening, bursting into the office like that, brandishing that cruel glinting saber. And you fought bravely despite that gruesome wound on your arm that bled profusely as the battle raged.

However: even Fierce Pirates should keep a few things in mind. Such as: red finger paint is a brilliant idea, but if you get it out you should put it back on the shelf again, the lid closed, and you should not leave it on the upstairs hallway floor, open, because the next morning your big sister, who is a beautiful and comely lass but half-blind without her contacts, will come stumbling out of her cabin and kick it over, and you and your aged mother will spend way too much of your Sunday morning, in the pre-Sunday-school rush, grimly spraying and scrubbing the hall carpet.

But I must say that even then you were a brave and remorseful pirate, down on your knees, honorable to the last, your bloodstained fingers rubbing gallantly until the carpet would yield no more of its crimson bounty.

Quote of the Day:
"Surrender, or die!"
--Jenny the very Fierce Pirate


  1. Awww! Sorry about the rug... but I love that fierce pirate's imagination, and the resulting post. Go, Mama Dorcas! Blessings!

  2. The Qotd reminds me of my friend Ted when we were younger. He had a phrase he would use frequently that was something like "Do it or die!" His Mom insisted, however, that he use "Please" instead of that phrase, so his signature phrase became, "Yes, please or die!"