The Scurvy Dog - Yer first drink be on the house

[tanguerra]

That tea! Positively unhealthy it is! Captain Rowan, did ye never think of coffee perhaps? At least that'll give ye a wee kick. Speaking of which, I think Old Kate might make an appearance before long, blast her, long as she don't bring that flaysome cat!

People sometimes wonder why I keeps her on and puts up with her evil ways. It be a long and salty tale indeed. We goes back to when I were only a teensy little nipper. She weren't always such a fearsome, screechin old hag ye knows. Once she were even somethin' of a beauty - I know tis harrrd to believe today. I might tell that tale one day, the Tale of Toothless Kate.

But first another round! Yaaaar! It be Frideee in Port O Spain anyways!

[Rev. Rowan Redbeard]

If ye've never had a cup of proper tea, I can understand how ye might feel that way, m'lady. But tea gives a kick as well as a mental relaxation. The very process of making the tea is a meditative exercise in itself.

*smells steeping tea*

Ahhhhhhhhh.....

[tanguerra]

Medication? Medi..what!?

<Tanguerra's delicate brow is furrowed by this foreign and unfamilar word>

[Dan(da haole guy)]

ARR-oha, Cap'n tanguerra..'tis loike finkin' reely 'ARRd abaht sumfink 'n' nex' t'ing ye know it be mornin' an' yer gots "bedhead"..wee hint: no let da navigator "meditate" 'er they'll surely meditate da ship into a reef..(slappin' da navigator ebbery once inna while keeps 'em alert, jus' so's ya know..)

[tanguerra]

Arrgh Dan, sounds like a typical Saturdee night an all. Be that what this tea is fer? Thinkin' really hard? Do it work better an rum?

Yaaar, I am in favour of giving any member of the crew a good cuffing now and again. Keeps em on their toes.

[Dan(da haole guy)]

ARR-oha, Cap'n tanguerra..nuffing work mo' bettah dan rum..thinkin' reely hARRd jus' puts me t'sleep, but wit' enuf rum, da dreams be speckled-tackular..

tea, onna udda han' be filled wit' wot dey call "tannic acids, bilabial carbo-chondrites & caffeinated-phospholipids" (hadda hostage wunce wot droned on 'n' on abaht 'ow bad tea wuz fer yez..them's 'er woids..she wuz roight, too..she wuz aboard a tea-galleon 'n' ended up a hostage..got a swell ransom fer 'er frum da Royal Chymical Society, so alla blather wuz worth it..)

'appy pillagin' inna Great Southern Sea..

[DaveL]

YArrrr...

Oi luves meself a good dose of Anti-Oxi-dants. There be nuffin werse than an Ox, so any chemicals that are against them are OK in my book.

Oi also loves a good tea wif a dose of Anti-Goat-idants, Anti-Sheep-idants and Anti-Horsei-dants. Darn cloven animals!

[Dan(da haole guy)]

ARR-oha..YARR! & auntie-piggy-dance, too..howsumevvah, cruciate veggies be OK..'xcept wit' tea..

*dis be a buncha posts abaht tea??* oh...nebber min' den..*wot? 'tis abaht "pyrate datin' tips"..no! fo' reals??* in dat case..oi brush da teef (& no forgettem in glass by da bunk!), sea water bawth (beer suds fer looks),
puttim on bes' 6.5 league boots (wen gettem on sale @ "pyrate garb ARR us"), 'n' wide-whale (made from whale-skin..so there!) swashbucklin'-kine pants widda Under Armour HeatGear dARRk blue shirt & red-eye t'go..(wit' da necessary accessories-sash/cutlass/pistol/goofy hat/surly parrot..)

sorree..wen got los' inna thread..dis abaht pub-crawls, innit? mo' bettah luck nex' toime..

[pastafari]

Oi don't roightly knows the point of discussin' de tea in a pub, but everyone knows rum, tea and hardtack are a poirates staple diet, double rations of rum on the barrelhead fridees, and salt beef on Sundees. When the staples runs out however, we can eat the hammocks and such.
Now turn the capstan and hoist the mainsa'l, oi gots a comely wench awaiting on the docks of South'ampton.

[black bart]

Comely Wench....Southhamptin????

Ye needs new spectacles matey!

[tanguerra]

Aaaarrrrgh! It be Captin Rowan's turn to buy the next round. That be his punishment fer all this tea pallaverin'!

I'll have two Captain's Delights and we'd best set up a flagon of rum for old Kate, she'll be along shortly, I can feel it in me water, and ye can see them rats getting nervous over thar in the corner. They does that. Very sensitive animals rats, in case ye didn't know that already.

Inn Keeper, let's have another round.

[black bart]

Belch!

[Dan(da haole guy)]

ARR-oha..'n' as we chant onna "Weeping Pustule":

wine makes ya fine

ale makes ya hale

brandy makes ya randy

and

rum makes ya..wish ya'd not wasted all yer drinkin' toime wit' da above 3
potations..(wot? yez thought i was gonna say arrive, din't ya!)

[black bart]

arrrrr...Ginger beer makes yer...

[Dan(da haole guy)]

ARR-oha...an' gin makes ye sin (furwhich we all be thankful..)