"Arrrrr! Tis be 'Talk Like a Pirate Day.' So ye landlubbers be on th' lookout fer some buccaneer happenins. Clubs 'cross th' Grid be havin' pirate parties, includin' Club Zero Gravity, where ye gents can meet a saucy lass, an' ye lassies can fine yerself a manly man o' the sea (6PM at Purrfection Estates 232, 35, 3340 ) Anotha place t' check out be Blake Diego (214, 51, 36) where ye can join th' manly pirates or th' scurvy navy as they take their fightin' ships inta th' Blake Sea an' scrap fer honor an' victory (Join the Trade Winds group for more info, and some hilarious chat). An' Luskwood be sure to have pirate fun at sputs theraught th' day (and lots of other social spots which are always occupied."
Ah, talking like that's hard on the throat. Anyway, to those asking how this crazy fun holiday came about? It seems a couple friends, better known today as "Captain Slappy" and "Ol' Chumbucket," sent a letter to a syndicated newspaper humor columnist about what until then had been a joke between them, and the rest as they say is history.
So no time to "Arrrrrr"gue, go have some piratey fun.
Bixyl Shuftan
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