Shiver me timbers, it be talk like a pirate day! Arrr!
So was I being enterin’ the entry last night? Narr. Tired I was, from all the deck swabbing. Them land lubbers .moneen. I did not see, for the line be long and the guest list be short. Signs I did see, and arrr, though the story be stupid, the scary bits harkened me back to my days on the high seas, where the Admiral of the Black did lurk o’er every wave.
The booty for the day be BBS Mates. It be much like Classmates, but it be something I actually remember doing in the 80’s. Three boards from me old hometown I have already found, though methinks they were pulled from yon treasure map that was FIDO something or other. Good times.
This be tiring work, typing like a pirate, and I’ve half a mind to have the inventors walk the plank. Arrr, no need to hang the jib though, on acocunt of links like this and this, which do help.
Um, arrr.