Argh! Quick get the parrot costume!

I just found out that tomorrow today is ‘Talk like a pirate day‘. I was out of the loop on this and so don’t have enough time to get all decked out….Damn! I knew I shouldn’t have taken my pirate suit to the cleaners. Shiloh doesn’t know how lucky he is. If I could find one I might try to put him in a parrot costume (the result would conveniently, I’m sure, leave me with a hook for a hand to make my costume more believable).

Hmmm….maybe next year…..

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Apparently, this day is also important for all you ‘Pastafarians‘ out there.

Ok…I’ve got a little more than 12 hours to get my pirate lexicon in shape. The only big wrinkle is that I’ve got an interview tomorrow today. Do I betray this long standing holiday or dive in with both feet and start off with a big:

“Arh! Good mornin’ me harty! I like the cut of yer jib. Hows about givin me that job before I make ye walk the plank? And don’t be contactin’ my former employer. That scurrilous dog don’t give equal shares of ill gottin’ booty so I told him: ‘There! That’s what I think of ye. Before an hour’s out, I’ll stove in your old block house like a rum puncheon.’ Oh…and what kind of pension plan do ye have?

Even better…maybe I’ll just follow this guy’s lead: