The Annual Academy Awards Fer Piratical Arts (The Jim Lads)

[Treecosys]

Aye! Perhaps a category aboot 'avin' the larrrrrgest beard!

[Tigger_the_Wing]

Aaaarrrgh, maybe we needs a new category this year:

The Pirate wiv the most enhanced body part/s...I aint lookin at yer chest Aunty Honest.

Aye! Perhaps a category aboot 'avin' the larrrrrgest beard!

I nominate Auntie for both! Or second her, or third, or whatever I have to do...

[Treecosys]

Aye! I 5,577th that!

[Detective TurtleHolmes]

Yarr, be it toime fer the Jimlads agin? Oi tells ye, oi vow ta win wun this yeer!

[pieces o'nine]

'Ow abowt a Jim-Lad fer thee moste jyinte pubbe tabbe?

[black bart]

Arrr I'll drink ta that...put it on DTH's tab will ye?

[DaveL]

Toime to frock up again is it? What colour will Oi where this year. A noice split up me dress should get me photo in 'No Idea'

[Detective TurtleHolmes]

Toime to frock up again is it? What colour will Oi where this year. A noice split up me dress should get me photo in 'No Idea'

Mek shure ye sew that lubberly hemloine back on!

[PantyGnawer]

Ow habout a Jim-Lad fer Best depickt shun of piratical debotchery in a frozen medium?

[black bart]

Ow habout a Jim-Lad fer Best depickt shun of piratical debotchery in a frozen medium?

I fink ye be in a category of yer own thar matey...a bit loik chaps wot ave been good at playin thee Joker an are since no longer wiv us.

[Treecosys]

Arrr..Meester Ledger...pesto be upon him.

[ChowMein]

As thee assembly begins rioting in the hall , this years Master(?) Of Ceremonies Auntie Blackbeard gracelessly saunters on stage .
The crowd of cutthroats , rogues , thieves , rakes , mutineers , sly wenches , moggies , rats , buccaneers , and salty seamen settle down to their pilfered seats .

" OHHHHHH me darrrrrrlin's , thee nomin knees fer moss 'omanitarian pyrates be :

Roy Hunter fer naught butcherin' all thee roys he cot ;
RR Redbeard fer his continyood nice nest ;
Treecosys fer keeping them cold trees warm ;
Peeces fer bin peeces ;
DaveL fer notty pik tours ;
And Mad Willy fer kepping thet thing in his pantyloons .

Thee winnar be ....

[Detective TurtleHolmes]

... Mad Willy fer keepin' that gawdhawful fing innis pants!

Git up 'ere, Mad Will!

[Mad Willyum Bonney]

ARGH!!!!

Oi duzzint beleef et ....oi ...oi ...be a loss fer woids ....oi be chokin' ep ... oi neffarr figarrd me luckee sawsage in me pantyloons wood bestow apond me sech en 'onher , oi fank de caddyme an' stuff lokie thet .

Nows whod loike ta reech inta me pockit an rub me luckee sawsage fer sum guud luck ove dere oan ?

[pieces o'nine]

Auntiee BB reclaymes thee mikerfone: "We be orf t'a grate starrrt, py-rats an wenches! Giv hit up fer Mad Willyum! An now, Mad Willyum be maykin 'is weigh bakke t'is seete neere thee kichins, brandishin 'is Jim Lad an leerin at thee wenches along 'is root. Moove hit roight along theyre, Will, iffin theys hinterrested they'll let ye no.

Neckst hup, thee Jim Lads fer thee best Pyratickle Hinsult. Thee nommy knees be:

black bart, thee mersealesse -- wot 'as givvin hit 'is awl this yeere --
Dan (dat haole dude) -- wot be hinsultin in too oar moor langwiches, bye thee weigh --
Detective TurtleHolmes --hoo 'as gradjeeated frum cabbin bouy to 'is oan shippe's liesins --
pieces o'nine -- hoo yooses bigge werdes fer no happerent reezin --
Black Dog -- bearer ov terrifyin avatarrrghs --

An thee winner --[an a moor disreyootibble, grayselesse sack o'guts ne'er staggerrred acrosst thee stayge]-- be... "