Meet the crew

[pieces o'nine]

Yarrrr...

I'm thinkin' Playbilge Men o Watercraft calendar...naked pirate...wearing croc boots...

It's got Mr November written all over it.

Any takers lads?

Ye may 'ave a booty-full oidea there, DaveL. Recolleckt thee film Calendar Wenches? Oi sais, wye not tye yer Playbilge Men o Watercraft Calendar t'a simmaler charitable cause: acyoomyulatin enuff dubloons t' ransome yer sigloines an avatarrrghs wot be 'eld verchooawl prizners.

[black bart]

Arrgh...can we send a copy to Iran?

[DaveL]

YArrrrrr...

Send this to Iran!

[black bart]

Tis me gun crew in full colour!!!!

[bacon]

I r'call th' time Anchor Joe tried his hand at bein' a model. Disco'er Magazine wound up hirin' th' lad t' be Jupiter. I be so proud o' th' lad, that I only beat him 1/4 t' death instead o' 1/2 t' death.

[black bart]

Aaargh I loikes ta see me crew henjoyin thee slap up Fish Head Stew lunches:



In this pikture thee Ship's Doctor 'Sawbones O'Neil' be so full he be takin a rest oer thee side o thee shyppe.

[Qwertyuiopasd]

Arr, Oi don't be havin' a fancy photograph as of now, but Oi though Oi should mention me cook, Hook. That is, Hook the Cook. 'E be havin' hooks fer both hands. Doesn't impede his culinary skills wot bit, though. 'E just 'as to improvise now an' again. 'E makes the best Backhair Soufflé, 'e does.

[TwistedSister]

This be Scarface McSnaggle Tooth. I'm not sure what he does on the ship, I'm afraid to ask him.