Life's pretty good, and why wouldn't it be? I am a pirate after all. En garde! Daddy took my cutlass away after I sliced up the furniture (no hand/eye coordination yet), so you'll just have to imagine that part. Oh, and the eye patch. And the Jack Sparrow Deluxe Pirate Hat with Beaded Braids which I so wanted for my birthday (which comes every Sunday). Unfortunately, my last birthday came and went, and all I got was a new onesie.
Question: Why are pirates pirates?
Answer: Because they arrrrrrrrrr.
