Aye, I just bin watchin' Pirates of the Carribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest. I be thinkin' me salty jim lads the VG Cats 'ave captured me opinion most graphically...
Gyar, it be harbourin' the worst of cliffhangers. Ever.
I be utmost surprised that by me bootlegged DVD's end I switched off yon DVD player feelin' disappointed. Be this normal? Be I the sole soul to be thinkin' so? Be I green around me gills?
OR AM I TRULY TURNING INTO A CYNICAL WANKY FILM NERD?!
But AVAST! No matter the scurvy Hollywood tides, I be grantin' ye a merry Talk Like A Pirate Day! May there be rum, wenches and booty for all ye voracious sea-dogs and lilly-livered land-lubbers alike!
Mel, Ye Piracious Queen of Yon Lizardes and Darkeness!
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