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Faster, faster, faster! 
I "borrowed" this raft fair and square, and I insist that you turn it up a notch, matey.
Who is this scallywag driver anyway? He rows like an old man on a Sunday.
Well, I have places to go and more people to meet, so I'll catch you all on the port side...
PS ...Any comments in "pirate speak" would be great. I'm all about dialects you know.
PSS ...Shout out to The Godfather: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!
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Ahoy, Owen. Whar be your life jacket?
Posted by: The Grandfather H | August 02, 2007 at 12:17 AM
Grandfather H: Arrr, I forgot me life jacket at homeport!
Posted by: Owen K Says To Grandfather H: | August 02, 2007 at 12:27 AM
Owen K.
I be havin' a strong love fer th' shipmate life.
I nereknew ye be such a big fan o' th' water. Be havin' ye been a sea lo'er yer entire life?
Posted by: Cap'n Auntie Sparrow | August 02, 2007 at 07:35 AM
Cap'n Auntie Sparrow: I have been a pirate all me exist'nce! The sea and th' water be in me blood.
Would ye like t' come wit' me t' spy fer treasure. Auntie Sparrow?
Posted by: Owen K Says To Cap'n Auntie Sparrow: | August 02, 2007 at 07:46 AM
I'm thinkin' that tharrrye be a borrrn pirrrate, but I thin kie ye be charrrtin' a courrrse t' have t' fight wit' Momme and Daddy t' be lettin' ye sail acrrrsos th' worrrld, and a bottle of rum!, and a bottle of rum! and me too, and a bottle of rum!
Posted by: The Godfatherrr | August 02, 2007 at 08:10 AM
Godfatherrr: Would ye settle ferrr a bottle o' enfamil godfatherrr,? th' rrrum upsets me stomach lately?
Besides, not all us pirrrates grrrog rrrum. Only th' naughty ones.
Posted by: Owen K Says To Godfatherrr: | August 02, 2007 at 08:37 AM
Uh, Owen, I've chang'd me mind about th' trrrackerrr tomorrrrrrow! I ne'd it. Sorry.
Posted by: G-Ma | August 02, 2007 at 08:43 AM
G-Ma: Arrre ye afaid that me might take th' helm of the trackerrr too fast? Do nay be, I be sole a darrre devil in th' waterrr G-Ma!
Posted by: Owen K Says To G-Ma: | August 02, 2007 at 08:46 AM
Are ye' crazy, Owen? Whar be ye' helmet? Ye be goin' t' be grounded again! Also, didn't we have a conversation about not raftin' with strangers?
Posted by: Mommy | August 02, 2007 at 09:26 AM
Owen the pirate speaks,"I forgot me helmet at home Momme. If you ground me I'll tell me Godfather what your dog Lucy did t' one o' his favorite books"
Posted by: Owen K Says To Mommy: | August 02, 2007 at 09:31 AM