Captains Log Book - July 16, 1798

Twere a blisterin day, on da Fundy Bay, aboard da ‘ Black Angel of da Blue”, with a crew of 32, whilst resting a spell, wid a thunderin clap of grog , when da Jack o’ Cups , his Jib a hangin, spotted a Jolly Roger aft. Aye! ye coulda sinked me! When dem thar scallywags gave chase. So we pumped da bilge, droppin a load of crap in thar path, weighed anchor, turned three sheets to da wind and tried to outrun dem thar sprougs, but me mateys' deadlights twere blinded by da grog - as useless as dem thar lanlubbers, and soon dem thar scallywags overhauled da ‘ Black Angel’. So! wid a heave to, we blasted dem thar swabs wid da balls off da Brass Monkey...six pounders dey be, but nary-a-one hit da mark and nary a one came back. Dem thar scuffeys' didn’t aim ta sink us, fur da botty be all dey be wantin. Arrr! Fur sur now we be black spotted, but I not be ready fur Davey Jones locker yet. One more clap of thunder be what I be needin ta clear me groggy mind and figger a way outta dis hornwaggle. So I spliced da mainbrace and it come ta me in a flash, da only cargo we be a carryin be Rummmmmmmmmmmm. so we set dem thar kegs adrift and it wernt long afore dem thar sprougs was a drinkin grog and a fine time be had by all. ~~~~~ Inspired by: Paula Swanson's contest Awarded: Second Place Author's Note: In order to understand this narrative, you need to understand Pirate's language. You can find it on the web - just type Pirate language in your search engine.