'Tis that day again, arrrr, t' be sure, to be sure, folks, ye scurvey dogs. Pass th' grog! Fire the cannons!.. International talk like a buccaneer day, arrrr. Aye, th' "pirateon" easter egg still works fer meebo.com chat client, with a chest full a' booty. I also opted fer buccaneer versus dress, I'll warrant ye, arrrr, so I went with a skirt, but th' Dress week landlubbers have deemed that skirts are fine, I'll warrant ye, I'll warrant ye. I also just noticed th' searchlight from an airport on th' horizon and I'm pretending that 'tis a distant lighthouse, aye, ye scurvey dog, with a chest full a' booty. Sweet, to be sure, Yaaarrrr! And I be th' first mate or bosun o' this ship that's floundering on rocks & can't get t' it, arrrr, by Davy Jones's locker.
Have a mighty fine day, aye, arrrr, all, by Blackbeard's sword, and from th' Photocopier patents section, I'll warrant ye, I'll warrant ye....
"Arrrr.... Load the Canon, wench, and collate me copies!"
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