It is a simple enough thing fer a young pirate ter understand I'd a thought - so to all ye young newbies out there, harken ter Tanguerra and keep yerselves nice: obey orders from the Captain or risk the consequences. Do a bit of readin' before ye begin writing and learn the lay o the land, so ter speak, before ye set sail on yer pirate adventure.
Captain Dave acted with utmost restraint in my 'umble view before finally lowering the boom on that impudent young swab FSB and not before time. Back in my day insubordination of that order were punishable by keelhaulin at the very least. There be one
valid opinion in cases of dispute or disagreement on a pirate ship, and that be the opinion of the Captain. Young scallywags spoiling everyone else's fun and making a mess of things be a pain in the proverbial and rightly be dealt with accordionly.
FSM Pirate Discussion is all about havin' fun and crackin' jokes and bein' generally amusin'. If at all possible, be best to try to display some wit and a little creativity now and again. Sometimes these old salty dogs mostly amuse themselves, but that be all part of life's rich tapestry and be part of what has made Pirates NO 2!!!!!
, so let's not mess up a good thing.
Now, pirates, bein' pirates, they be very partial to a double intender on the subject of flatulence, their own and others private parts, Madame Fifi's girls and their coquettish ways and (er) self-abuse. It be a pirate thing.
Some of the humour be somewhat adult and possibly not all that well understood or appreciated by those of more tender years. If the humour be not understood or appreciated by a wanna be pastafarian pirate, or if ye find the subject of flatulence less than edifyin', there be many, many other places on the magical mystical internet far more suitable for wee urchins to disport theirselves.
So, all ye young swabs, play nice, respect yer Captain's wishes, stop yer snivellin' and have some fun.
If ye don't understand what's goin' on, ask yer Aunty Blackbeard before yer make a specktackle of yerself. She likes nothin' better than ter set yez all straight.
Arrrrrrrrrr...I've been at the Captain's Delight and the Brasso again...can somebody remind me who I am? As long as aint Cap'n Cronan or Waltheplank I'll be Happy!
No, Black Bart, ye be Black Bart. Captain Cronan be yer arch nemesis. I suggest watering the Brasso down with a little methylated spirit and some furniture polish for future reference.