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My friends, a good morning to you, though I cannot lay claim to such myself; indeed, you find me dismayed, laid once again by the lee. It has of late been brought to my attention that, through custom and long tradition, today is a day which amongst the inhabitants of the World Wide Web (Strabo's Tela Totius Terrae, commonly referred to amongst sailors as 'the Internet') is habitually given over to the imitation of pirates - known in the lingua franca as Talk Like A Pirate Day. Though I am hardly as who should say intolerant of indigenous customs, and the Dear knows I should not otherwise speak ill of them, I yet find myself grieved, deeply grieved, that any good and right-thinking fellow should consider pirates - the very wickedness of the world incarnate, a villainous false rapacious lot - to be worthy of emulation. Rather, shall we not look to a more benign and indeed elevated ideal for inspiration? If mimicry is to be the order of the day, I propose that we reject this risible and ill-conceived notion of comporting ourselves like pirates, that we refute it utterly, and instead elect to model ourselves on the altogether more estimable figure of a physician and natural philosopher, a valued member of the Royal Society: Dr. Stephen Maturin.

In the words of the admirable Sir

toko: The back of my hand to pirates. You will never forget it is Talk Like Dr. Stephen Maturin Day, for all love?

And now, my dears, I pray you will excuse me from your company; I am called upon to report to the Admiralty for a theoretical examination in the proper conduct and operation of small vessels, that I might demonstrate the proper judgment to be employed when navigating a lee shore, and my ability to distinguish port from starboard, a yard from a mizzen, and a sail from a washcloth.

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Eeeeeee. ♥

The back of my hand indeed to such a wicked vile infamous set of villains!

I am at a stand; I am in equal measure dismayed, amazed, delighted and in awe: I hide my face in shame, my dear, for, in my case, every day is 'Talk like Dr. Stephen Maturin Day' day, and I find myself 'laid by the lee' - I am entirely undone by admiration, and I must beat my breast and bow in deference to such emulation. You are the very Maturin-mimic of the world.

And good luck for your driving test! :D

A rousing 'huzzah!' should cover my feelings on this post!

Three cheers for the good doctor, and his most admirable and eloquently civilized comportment, in speech and in manner! May we all follow his example.

And best of luck with the driving test! Only pretend that was phrased in infinitely more O'Brianesque syntax.

Eee hee hee

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