Ahoy, me hearties...
....and shiver me timbers. Avast, if it ain't Talk Like a Pirate Day again, then I'm not Cap'n Surly of the good ship Oh Bollocks, It's All Gone Wrong Again. Talking like a pirate be good for the spirit, especially in shops and meetings, so splice yer mainbrace and weird out your friends......
Aharrrrrrrr.
Normal service will be resumed tomorrow. Probably.
Aharrrrrrrr.
Normal service will be resumed tomorrow. Probably.
posted by surly girl at 10:02 am
30 Comments:
has your blog taken a turn for the surreal? (as if i can talk...)
this is splendid news!
i applaud your bravery!
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Aha. That be a black spot, that be.
Ye be doomed.
Hurrah! At last. I've been crossing off the days!
Anyway, I'm off to carry on pillaging the neighbouring offices, carrying off the more attractive women into a lifetime of slavery, and slaughtering the finance clerks.
What, it's talk like a pirate day?
Oops.
I'm waiting for "Talk Like An Arse" day...I'm perfectly qualified and won't even have to practise !!!
hon - bless you. oh, hang on, i'm supposed to reassure you now...sorry.
uc - everyone can join in. greet the chicklets at the end of nursery with a rousing cry of "ahoy" and an eyepatch. or something.
fifi - see above
dave - you don't scare me. honest.
Haharr! Welcome to the Caribbean!
(sorry, drifted off into a Johnny Depp-related reverie there...)
tmpywauum - the sound produced by a timpani drum, notably in "Red Right Hand" by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds. Not an onomatopoeic word, clearly, because that would be more like "boommmm", or something.
Must stop this nonsense immediately and get back to work.
Ahrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!
(That's possibly the most significant contribution I've ever made to the world of blogging. I'm quite proud of myself).
I think thee be right, Phil me lad.
gharrrrrrrr. thanks be to all for yer efforts in piratical talk.
right, that's enough of that. what shall we talk about now?
Lampshades?
Arggghhhh, 'tis another fine pirate day, argggghhhh. I be a wonderin' here if a lassie like yourself who live up toward the north sea and dabbles in tourism could tell a Yank like myself what would be the chances of getting his fingers on some gold, er, rather some English premier soccer tickets.
Can't play football no more because of me wooden leg, but I'd more than gracious if ye'd answer me if ye could.
Oh, and thanks for visiting me blog. We could use a surly girl in the ranks from time to time.
patroclus - ooh, lampshades. that's an argument, sorry, discussion i'll be having next year when the other half and i lurch into the house-buying process. i like a sparkly chandelier, while he would be happy with bare bulbs in a cage in the style of an asylum basement. what fun we'll have.
big dave - welcome, consider yourself piped aboard. my tourism experience lends itself more to enjoying bingo or a gentle quiz on the high seas(gharrrrrrrr)...sorry. try www.ticketmaster.com for a more helpful answer - they do sports and all sorts. (not liquorice allsorts - you'd need a sweet shop for that).
uc - you there? what say you on the lampshade quandary?
you called?
i'm too late, aren't i?
story of my flaming life...
and i'm mindful of the don't-clog-up-SG's-blog-so-as-to-frighten-newcomers line
i am a cheap date when it comes to lampshades - it's ikea triangly ones all the way, i'm afraid (but i do like to ooh and ah over fancy ones such as that displayed on P's blog this evo)
or...we could talk about johnny depp's cheekbones and native american origins (and how he is verrrrrry handsome)
or...we could discuss 'surrealism in broadcasting aimed at the under-4s' using cbeebies' flagship surrealist cartoon 'yo ho, ahoy' as a case in point (nice segue to pirate day there)
ok, maybe johnny depp then...or lampshades...
b*ggery b*llocks - you've all gone to bed, haven't you?
azzawc = drunken protestation given in response to someone accusing you of falling asleep drunk ('azzawc! lezgoclubbing...!')
Thanks for actually reading my blog and posting a comment. You seem like a smart and lovely lady so I thought I might return the favor. You're quite clever, you are.
God Bless Ya!
jesse - you're very kind. misguided, but kind...
uc - sorry....fell asleep before the end of wife swap and therefore couldn't spar with you on the relative merits of lampshade design.
tyvaj: to rude to define for fear of offending any lurking norwegians
I don't think lampshades will be a deal breaker. My minimalist approach works well though and is incredibly fashionable amongst the obsessive compulsive set I'll have you know !!!
can i have a chandelier then? just a little one....
i'll get fifi to persuade you at the weekend.
That statement couldn't be more wrong Fifi. Chandeliers of any description are the devils work and should be banned from all domestic abodes. As for Zinfandel, I need to introduce you to the medicinal qualities of Mr Guinness !!!!!
Oh lord, I missed all the juicy lampshade/Depp chat, didn't I? Curses!
i've just been on the bombay duck website...my goodness, i want all of it. and small person's room in the new house is going to look fabulous....
oh dear.
ukghm: the noise i made when i swallowed a fly yesterday.
and patroclus - feel free to weigh in on the side of the chandelier. and we watched pirates of the caribbean on friday night. delicious.
I have this picture in my mind of a pirate, swinging from a chandelier, with a cutlass between his teeth.
Just thought I'd share that with you.
and i thank you for it. is it johnny depp?
See what's happened there...a cross-pollination of comment threads. We now have chandeliers being muddled up with the pirate discussion. It's a crazy, mixed up world I tell you !!!!
ha! you said chandelier! that means you secretly want one. i knew you'd change your mind.
Late to the party as usual.
Chandeliers are nice to look at, but only in someone else's house (so they get stuck trying to clean them).
Johnny Depp *swoon*. I received a copy of Pirates just yesterday. I'll report back after I've had a chance to watch it. Or maybe I'll just be in a Johnny dream and never come back.
I think you're confusing Mr Depp with James Stewart.
um, fifi, did you mean "obscure". if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all. unless it's here of course, in which case go right ahead. i usually do.
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