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Avast & Arrrr Wednesday, Sept. 19, 2007 - 12:08 a.m. Ahoy!, buckos, and welcome t' me entry for International Talk Like A Pirate Day! T' weather seems t' finally be changin' into somethin' consistently cooler than what we've been used to. T' first day o' Autumn be just a few days away, so t' weather does reflect t' calendar quite faithfully. Ayeterday was a nice quiet day. I won an auction, and we had a wonderful dinner of what crawled out o' t' bung hole. --- Ronn Owens was havin' problems with some medication, and had t' be hospitalized, but he'll be aft on t' air on Thursday. I be glad he be goin' t' be right as rain, arrr. Blimey, matey, you best quit lickin' them funny stamps. --- I can't believe how much trouble O J Simpson seems t' be in once again. Fred Goldman wants O J's Rolex watch, and technically owns t' memorabilia that O J was tryin' t' take aft anyway. Speakin' of booty, I'm predictin' tha' by the time the next Pirate Day rolls around, Mister Simpson will have had his first name changed to Doris by his new boyfriend, and he be havin' a size six pooper. --- John be goin' t' try and talk like a pirate today, because I think he knows he can get away with it. He worked late all last week and t' week before, and his boss was very appreciative. --- Alright, me mateys, that's it. Have a Swashbucklin' Wednesday! Arrrr! ---
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