Ahoy! Faile, I challenge ye!
 

Holy tapdancin' parrot, matey! 't be yer birrrrthday! 't be nay good t' damage a young gentleman o' fortune's health, 'tis be why last year I let ye be at yer homeport an' rrrrecoverrrrr! Aren't ye comin' 'tis year fer another impossible challengin' grogic feast? Ye be a sea dog?! Ne'er! Ye be only a sea dog wannabe, an imposter, 'tis I be thinkin'! Arrr!

Yer matey - 'tis be me! - waits fer ye t' show up t'tide, somewhere. Get a list o' all t' filthiest holes thar be: I won't be thar, but ye can always pick a random location an' let me know... I'll send some scallywag t' take ye away from thar! Aye, ye can take a photo or two before bein' kidnapped t' a more appropriate place!

In t' meantime I'll be practicin' pirates speak.... Arrr! Arrrr! :arrr:

PS: Aye! Too much grammerrrr t' sound like a rrrreal buccaneer!

Yer truly,

Cap'n Pu t'Eyepatch'd Owl

Happy birthday Faile, let us see your best shot at topping Panuru's pirate style! :laugh:

Yarr! Thankyou for the happy birthday wishes! I'm clearly running this half of the message through a piratical translator because otherwise it might be unclear. Otherwise, my scurvy-ridded friends, I be sailin' wit' the next tide, when thar dock bell be ringin' true. But not for another grog-swillin' fest this year sadly, because I have yet to recover from the last flaming orange (Yarr! As big as a Krakens eye it was!), and I'm quite clearly the Guybrush Threepwood to Cap'n Pu t'Eyepatch'd Owl's Mighty Ghost Pirate LeChuck! Yarr! But I will find the legendary treasure of Big Whoop!

Thanks again everybody! Glad to know I've not alienated the entire internet in the last year. Will try harder this year, hohoho! xx

Happy birthday! Hope Hello Kitty gives you nice presents! :)

Happy birthday Faile! purr-Ahoy!

Happy birthday!!

Thanks everyone. Am getting strangely old today - for instance, instead of doing nothing all the time, I have to go to work today, to a job I hate. Where's the justice in that?

Robbin' n' assaultin' ye wouldn't need t' work, bucko! What be ye waitin' fer, t' feel old as Methusela an' be good t' feed t'fish?! Belay t'silliness, lad! Chop one o' yer legs n' weigh yer anchor, smartly! Arrr! Arrr! Arrrr!

Arrr, but I be makin' work of robbin' and pillagin' ye seven seas. Those scurvy-ridden, land-lubbin, rat-eating hounds of the King be providin' me with fayre game! Yarr! I be splicin' yon mainframe seven days a week. By Neptunes Beard, it be tiring! YO HO!

Happy b-day fellow manc.

Aye, 'tis a work, but 'tis a fun work, 't will make ye rich an' 'tis also very adventurous. An' think o' t' pirates fashion! Fancy britches an' boots, parrots, eyepatches an' fine jewellery. Do ye really need more? What about th' grog? That be another good reason t' choose! Cats be th' only lubbers that can be havin' more than this! Arrr!