Don't ye be fergettin', me hearties, that on the morrow it be the scurvy "Talk (Ye) Like a Pirate Day".
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Howdy. We've moved from Cayce, but St. Elizabeth of South Rose Hill or Lizette de Waccamaw de Sud just don't do it for me.
Don't ye be fergettin', me hearties, that on the morrow it be the scurvy "Talk (Ye) Like a Pirate Day".
Posted by St. Elizabeth of Cayce at 9:39 PM
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