Food Pirate
Its (self -proclaimed) Food Pirate day!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAARrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRrrrRRRrrrrRRrrrrrrrrr
Eventually that stockpile ran out, but I continued the theme food shopping with fellow sea dog Ivan as we sailed the Isles of BILO in our trusty trolly ships. This was also my quiet protest against the movie 'Pirates of the Caribbean'. Of course, everyone wants to be a pirate, and they should actualise and really 'be' a pirate, not live vicariously through Mr Depp.
Then I was talking with my boss about pirates,
about how she really likes pirates,
and how I really like pirtates,
about how we both really really like pirates!
The next logical step was to have a themed pirate day at our place of employment. And by 'place of employment' I mean Old Fish Cafe in Newtown, and by 'day' I mean this saturday. Maybe with less stealing of food though. Maybe. So if your around (before 1pm, which is unlikely as you are all a bunch of slackers) come see me working my 'magic' on the coffee machines whilst faux stabbing customers with my sword and saying 'AAAAAAArrrrrrrr' many, many times. (fucking check out that multi-tasking sal!)
Then I am going to continue to be a pirate at Hardcore 2006. I have a spare ticket and an eyepatch if anyone is interested.