Talk Like a Pirate Day

Shiver Me Timbers – TLAPD 2014

Ahoy, me Hearties! ‘Tis be here once again. Th’ day when I git to be tellin’ a tale wit’ words ye nah could imagine. Aye, it be ‘Talk Like a Pirate Day and here be the scuttlebutt.

Avast ye, in thar past me told ye ‘bout th’ Scurvy Dog who walked th’ plank. Today, me thinks me be tellin’ ‘bout that barnacle-covered soul, Paul.

This scallywag be lootin’ booty from followers o’ th’ Christ all through th’ land. He marched around wit’ his letters o’ marque takin’ no quarter. He be plunderin, pillagin’ and hornswagglin’ all across th’ land. ‘Til one day on his way to blow th’ man down, this landlubber meets the ghost on our quartermaster on the road he be walkin’, though he be supposed in Davy Jones’ Locker. The spirit of th’ Christ says “Why are you makin’ me walk th’ plank day aft day”.

Ahoy, Paul be blinded by the light fer days. The knave went without grub or grog, like he be three sheets to the wind, pondering the shot across his bow. Then, th’ bucco Ananias be givin’ him the rutters about this Christ fellow and he scuppered his old life right then and there. He be sailin’ far and wide spreadin’ the scuttlebutt o’ the Christ and the change that be his life.

It be for ye as well. Bring a spring upon her cable, and go on account with th’ Christ. Give up the false bounty and the black spot. Be ye searching for real treasure!

33 But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness, and all these things shall be ministered unto you. Matthew 6:33 1599 Geneva Bible (GNV)


Weigh anchor and hoist the mizzen!

Be finding th’ past TLAPD posts hither.

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Av’st what be on the horizon

Today be t’ day we all look towards though’t the year. It be TLPD 2013. Argh!

Me buckos and I be using th’ fair winds to scourge the land for booty, but I must heave to and tell ya a tale that be fitting to be told.

Forget ye not, the ol’ buccaneer that let th’ scallywags cleave him to the brisket and hang ‘im from the yardarm. He be doing this fer you, and ye be just a scurvy dog yeselve. This be worth more than bags of doubloons.


But now ye be shipshape. Weigh anchor and hoist the mizzen!

1 Peter 2:24 “He hisself bore our sins” in his body on the cross, so that we might die t’ sins ‘n live fer righteousness; “by his wounds ye ‘ave been healed.”

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Ahoy, th’ oceans deep hath made the’r way around that blazin’ cannon ball once again.  ‘n once again it be speak  like a scurvy pirate tide!

And nay talk like a gentleman o’ fortune tide would be complete without me tellin’ ye scurvy dogs ‘bout how ye be free.

I’ve spun ‘tis yarn a the hour or a pair before, one ‘tis new fanged in6terweb, which shant be th’ same as tellin’ it on th’ seven seas. But for fear o’ the rocks sendin’ me to spy wit’ ye eye Davy Jones locker,  ‘t be time t’ tell ‘t again.

Spy wit’ ye deadlights bucko , we be free.  Free t’ do what we want on accoun’ o’ that guy tookst our sin t’ th’ cross.  He was marooned by his hands for pieces of eight. He sailed’ t’  Davy Jones’ locker an’ raised again. Th’ salt made us clist, spit shined , swabbed clist as th’ decks.  And now we be free to sail the seven seas.  Blimey, if this dead man told a tale!  We be havin’ but one captain an’ one voyage.  To obey th’ lad, an’ t’ serve others.

Look, here be th’ captains orders.

34 A new commandment I gift unto ye, me hearties, That ye love one another; as I be havin’ loved ye, that ye also love one another. John 13:34

Smartly there, men!

Take no Quarter.

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Talk Like a Pirate Day 2011

Avast finally it be here Mate’s!

I Be cuttin’ off your peg-leg landlubbers, agin ‘t’s the natter like a sea dog tide! This be one o’ me favorite days. So “Blow me down!”, sit astern an’ enjoy ‘nother tell’n o’ th’ tale.

It be hard t’ b’lieve.

I’ve  b’n think’n bout how the scurvy dog gave aloft the Fiddler’s Green and all th’ loot fer us. How tha Old Sea Dog set port from th’ most blitheringly glorious place so that he could come down an’ be wi’ us. How he could lower hisself  below th’ bilge rats. Aye, me hearties, like he crawled out of the bung hole., so that we could be havin‘ life.  Blimey, he be keel hauled, even danced with Jack Ketch, to be keepin’ us from Davy Jones’ Locker.

5 Let this mind be in ye which be also in Christ Jesus, 6 who, bein’ in th’ form o’ God, did nay consider ‘t robbery t’ be equal wi’ God, 7 but poxed Hisself o’ nay reputation, aye even shark bait, takin’ th’ form o’ a bondservant, an’ comin’ in th’ likeness o’ scallywags. 8 An’ bein’ found in appearance as a scallywag, the sea dog humbled Hisself an’ became obedient t’ th’ point o’ Davy Jones’ locker, e’en th’ Davy Jones’ locker o’ th’ cross. Philippians 2:5-8

It makes me want t’ swap the poop deck, it makes me want t’ set port an’ t’ do someth’n. What a great bit of swag.  He be a great example.

And ye may lay to that!

Hoist the Colors, me hearties!

No quarter!


Argh, if ye be needed some more loot, here be TLAP posts from yesteryear.

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Happy Talk Like a Pirate Day

This was originally sent as an email on Talk Like a Pirate Day 2008 ( Friday September 19, 2008)

Me hearties,

Tis ‘talk like a pirate day!’.  Me thinks it be a jolly day t’ scrub th’ poop deck an’ gather me some Doubloons!
I be not aye to be doin’ this for t’ whole email, so me reckon me will translate t’ verses today into pirate talk.”

Pray fer e’eryone an’ share th’ loot with e’eryone ye can this day
Heartly enjoy!.

No Quarter!


Acts 2:38
Repent an’ be baptized, e’ery one o’ ye, in the name o’ Jesus Christ fer the fergiveness o’ yer sins. An’ ye will receive the gift o’ the Holy Spirit.
1 Cor 9:19
Though I be free and belong t’ no scurvy dog, I make meself a slave t’ everyone, t’ win as many as possible.
Acts 3:5-6
5So th’ scurvy dog  gave them his attention, expectin’ t’ get somethin’ from them. 6Then Peter said, “Pieces of eight I do nay be havin’, but what I be havin’ I gift ye. In t’ name o’ Jesus Christ o’ Nazareth, walk.”