Captain: Arr, foshizzle me nizzle, thar be plunder oof the starboard boo, eh!
First mate: Uh, cap'n?
Captain: Yarrr, eh, matey?
First mate: I don't think pirates are supposed to say "foshizzle me nizzle".
Captain: Well then what DO we say, eh?
First mate: How 'bout "shiver me timbers"?
Captain: "Shiver me timbers"! Eh, that might work... 'boot time someone came up with something that made more sense, never could figger oot what "foshizzle me nizzle" means anyway...
First mate: An' one more thing... no matter how much ye pretend, cap'n, there's NO SUCH THING as a Canadian pirate!
Captain: Arrrrr.... but I never wanted to be a pirate anyway... I always wanted to be a LUMBERJACK!
I'M A LUMBERJACK AND I'M OK
I SLEEP ALL NIGHT, I WORK ALL DAY
ON WEDNESDAYS I GO SHOPPING
AND HAVE BUTTERED SCONES FOR TEA!
