By the time them lil ones be in High School, I will have taught my landlubber of a Missouri-boy husband all about the sea and we'll have our own boat and them two lil ones will be the deck hands!
And YES them be me teeth!!! Who's ELSE would they be? I've got em filed down razor-sharp fer the like o' you too, ye Wench ye, Chris-wench!
Them yuppies wiv the cell phones on the bike trail really was suprized and now ye know why!! This was before the party wiv no one else around but me--deranged pirate-wench lost in the woods, wot?
Ye know, it's you lot responsible fer all this! I had just about forgotten how to BE a pirate before I met up wiv you wenches and scallywags. You all reminded me that I just needed to let me "freak flag" (in my case a "pirate flag") fly a lil more often and quit feelin' sorry for meself and me predicament and to have a little laught evey now and then (well, everyday)
Thank you from the bottom of me evil black heart!!!
Anyone know a good dentist?
Capt Deb

Capt Deb