Twas back in dark days of ’95 when Cap’n Slappy and Ol’ Chumbucket, in a bucket o’ rum induced stupor known as racquetball, dreamed up Talk Like a Pirate Day as they were firin’ cannonades at each other. But like two gulls among the flock, their holiday seemed doomed to a fate worse than death – obscurity. But when, after toiling for years, they emailed the scurvy dog Dave Barry, hailing from the Miami Herald, and demanded that he pay tribute to their glorious holiday or walk the plank, he struck his colors from the mast in the heady year of ’02.
Seasons have come and gone, and Talk Like A Pirate Day has, thanks to the toil of Dave Barry and his band of cutthroats at the Herald, become International Talk Like a Pirate Day.
So, raise yer tankards o’ ale to the rigging, play a shanty and dance until ya can’t stand no more, run the ole Jolly Roger up the mast, and say it like ya mean it.
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