  Arr mateys, again. Heheheh. This is the bad joke that I wouldn't allow myself to tell on Linds's, but here it be. So a pirate walks into a bar and he has a steering wheel sticking out of his fly. The bartender looks over and gestures at the wheel, saying, "'Eh there, you know you got a steering wheel sticking out of your fly? " The pirate says, "Arr mate, I know, and it's drivin' me nuts! " Arr! Heheheheh. I heard these on the radio this morning, in lieu of Speak Like A Pirate Day being revered by the Bob and Tom Show, and I had to share because I cried when I heard them.
Plus, every five seconds or so, Bob and Tom would stop the show on account of a rousing bout of "Arr!"s. It was so [sic]. I'm eating some sort of nasty breaded plant and noodles. Oh, what is wraught in the name of sustenance. Anyway, the weekend is almost over...this is kind of a bummer. Feel that PMS coming on already. 
