Ahoy mateys! It be talk like a pirate day; time fer all the swashbucklin’, cursin’, and grog-swiggin’ ye can handle!
Aye, an’ don’t ye be thinkin’ o’ mutiny fer this here deviation, me hearties…or I’ll be keelhaulin’ ye!

Seven new blanks in me reed case,
Yo ho ho, and a bottle o’ rum!