Arr yes indeedy. Tha' knows it be a magical day fer me 'specially. Knowin' how fond I be of the scalawags of the sea. *picks teeth with dagger* I be expectin' all ye sundry land lubbers tae' be mindful o the specialness of this here day an' tae' pay yer ever lovin' respects tae' the rapscallions what keep the seas interestin'.
Where would we be without pirates I asks ye? The Dregs of Boredom that's where! The Tides of Tiresome! The Seas of Snorin' Sonsof...well, arr *scritches chin whiskers* I be told that my salty tongue be not welcomed here...this be a family vessel. THUSLY, I leaves ye with a sage like sayin'...
Never trust nobody what won't trust a pirate...because them's what don't trust the word of a pirate, is them what's never shares nothin' with no one...and them's the sorta' folk the world can do without! Savvy?