So the missus was watching, by it's Latin name, The Boobidus toobidus, americanus idotboxicus. Okay, TV. She was watching BONES. One of the newer shows on Fox. Tonight they were talkling about Pirates. Arrrrgh. Who doesn't like pirates?
We went to Bermuda this past fall, which even though everyone (but me) was afraid of hurricanes was the best time of the year to go. September is still hot there like August in my homeland (California). Anyway there were lots of pirates around Bermuda way back when. Lootin', pillagin', an' shiverin their timbers...whatever that means.
But asides from parrot's, peg legs, eye-patches and a bit of Coke to go with a bit of the ole Captain (The Captain says, drink responsibly...Captain's Orders!) what else do we know them for? No not treasure...Johnny Depp? Oh please! Try again, the plank? Ok fine i'll get on with it.
Arrrgh.
Everytime they said pirate on BONES, I said Arrrgh.
Remember that Tootsie roll pop commercial from years gone by....how many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie roll pop? How many Arrrgh's does it take to get the missus to scream "STOP IT!"
Mr. Owl?
One....
Two...
Th-"STOP IT!" Three. Yes Three....
2 comments:
Well I say give her some rum, slap on an eyepatch and invite her to join in! :-)
Excellent idea!
I have a half a bottle of black seal that came back with me from Bermuda!
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