Christine,
Hate to disappoint you, but no eyepatch. Your reaction and further pondering of the concept has given me some ideas for possible future uses, though. Now just where exactly do I find an eyepatch? ;-)
Yeah, I figured what I caught last night was what you meant. But, I am never one to miss a good joke so I kind of wanted to make sure there wasn't an actual joke to go with it. And the other part of the reason is that I've just been in the office too much lately. It's kind of sad when you go home alone and don't even have the time or the energy for your dream date. I guess it's a really good thing I don't still have that girlfriend because I'd be keeping ol' Rover company at night. Hope no auto-erotic dreams would spring up on me then. :-)
And by the way, what's to say that a pirate has to fantasize about women? I guess according to the stereotype, yes, but I can think of plenty pirate related things that might indicate otherwise..."butt-pirate" (to dredge up an 8th grade insult). It also seems that Jimmy's "...200 years too late" pirate might be "modern" in more than one sense.
Now do I need an eyepatch to be a pirate? Will people know otherwise? (At least since I'm not in the habit of flying a Skull'n'Crossbones off my car antenna. :-)
And, to apologize for making you feel guilty for hurting my feelings (sniff, sniff) I'll leave you with a themed joke (not the best, but kind of fitting):
Long ago, when sailing ships ruled the waves, a captain and
his crew were in danger of being boarded by a pirate ship.
As the crew became frantic, the captain bellowed to his first
mate, "Bring me my red shirt!"
The first mate quickly retrieved the captain's red shirt,
which the captain put on and lead the crew to battle the pirate
boarding party. Although some casualties occurred among the
crew, the pirates were repelled.
The men sat around on deck that night recounting the day's
events when an ensign looked to the captain and asked, "Sir,
why did you call for your red shirt before the battle?"
The captain, giving the ensign a look that only a captain
can give, exhorted, "If I am wounded in battle, the red
shirt does not show blood, and thus you men will continue
to fight unafraid."
The men sat in silence, marveling at the courage of such a man.
The next morning, the lookout screamed that there were two
pirate vessels sending boarding parties. The crew cowered
in fear, but the captain, calm as ever, bellowed,
"Bring me my red shirt!"
Once again, the battle was on, and the captain and his
crew repelled both boarding parties, though this time,
more casualties occurred.
Later that day, however, the lookout screamed that
there were pirate ships, ten of them, all with boarding
parties on their way. The men became silent and looked to
the captain, their leader, for his usual command.
The captain, calm as ever, bellowed, "Bring me my brown pants!"
Bollmonster |
