Pirate Week draws to a close. It’s time to lock up the rum, hang up the cutlasses and put the wenches’ tits back into their over flowing corsets. I thought about changing my avatar back but damn, that flag is fucking cool. I really need a life size version to hang on my wall.
Although Pirate Week is over I hope you now have a little bit of piracy in your heart. It’s not about saying ‘arggghh’ or wearing an eye patch as much as being a Pirate means you never settle for what you want. Be bold, be daring and be ruthless. Go seduce that certain someone. Go be the porn star you know you secretly are. Don’t settle for anything less than you fucking deserve. Don’t sit around waiting to be rescued, go fucking rescue yourself.
Keep that in mind as Captain Tempest raids strange ports on the Astral main with a very exhausted Cabin Boy. Remember that when Captain Jane visits some feminist wrath on the Caribbean. Think of No-Pants Wally and the little piece of paradise he carved for himself. You don’t have to take on the world, but if the world is getting in your damn way, give them Hell.
Yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum.