Avast ye lubbers, it be Talk Like a Pirate Day! This ‘ere corsair says ‘ee best be speakin’ yer finest tongue today, or ‘ee may find yerself in Davey Jones’ locker. Don’t go dishonourin’ yer boss, devil a doubt ye’ll find yerself walkin’ the plank, but I reckon ye can spit piratical hell-fire wit’out becomin’ stuff fer the gallows. Aye, an’ if ‘ee be out runnin’ on yer peg legs today, be sure to tell yer mates, “ahoy,” instead of “hello.”
So raise a pint o’ grog (or coffee, if ‘taint five o’ the clock) an’ drink hearty. ‘Tis better to be listed in the service o’ the Devil than the Gov’nour!
(If you didn’t know about this holiday before, you do now!)