OYEZ, OYEZ, pon Achieves Prophethood!

[Qwertyuiopasd]

Oi met a trav'ler frum an antique-loike lund
Wot sed: Two vast an' huge peg legs of stone
Stand in th' desert. Near 'em, in the sand,
'alf sunk, a shattered visage loies, whose frown
An' wrinkled lip, an' sneer o' cold command
Tell wot its sculptur well those passions red
Which yet survive, stamped on dese loifeless tings,
Th' hook wot mocked 'em and the heart wot fed.
An' on th' pedestal these words appear:
"Me title be Pieces o' Nine, queen of queens:
Look on my works, ye Migyt, and desparrr!"
Nuffin' beside remains. Round th' decay
O' that colossal wreck, boundless an' barrr
Th' lone and level sands stretch far away.


..Might be a bit much to fit under her avatar, though.

[Calico Jack]

Yes, I also thought it was a clever play on 'midgit'.

Jack thunk that too.

Almost fell off perch laughing.

[DavidH]

^ Damn, why didn't you?

[Calico Jack]

Jack hasn't trimmed his toe nails in a LONG time.

ACK

[Qwertyuiopasd]

I thought it was because someone nailed him to it.

[DavidH]

He'd make a fine Norwegian Blue.

[daftbeaker]

He'd make a fine Norwegian Blue.

I don't know if smacking him with a bit of two-by-four counts as 'pining for the fjords' but I'm willing to try it

[Tigger_the_Wing]

Look Upon Her Works, Ye Migyt, and Despair!

Wunnerfull!

Iffe spelt summat loik :

"Looke huPON her Werks, Ye Migyt, 'n' Dispaaarrr" of course…

[ET, the Extra Terrestrial]

Look Upon Her Works, Ye Migyt, and Despair!

I seen it on me work phone and thought it uz pyoor jeenyus. Then ye tried ter dodge out of it an dint see it yerself -- that were hylarryus.

May get selected by acclamation.

[TwistedSister]

Look Upon Her Works, Ye Migyt, and Despair!

I seen it on me work phone and thought it uz pyoor jeenyus. Then ye tried ter dodge out of it an dint see it yerself -- that were hylarryus.

May get selected by acclamation.

I agree. Mistake or no, it was hi-lar-ious!!!!

[Ubi Dubium]

"Looke huPON her Werks, Ye Migyt, 'n' Dispaaarrr"

I'm in for this one, too!

[pieces o'nine]

These awl be makin' me smoile, loike -- oi be much henjoyin *awl* yer yoomerus remarrrghks! Fank ye awl an please 'ave a cone-yak on Bart's tabbe fer yer efferts.


Hit be roight difficult t'choose me oan favrit - - - an then tonoight oi fynde summat about migyts. MIGYTS!!1!one!! Wot be ye thinkin, ladde?






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Wotevver ye lot ov scurvy lubbers chooses, oi plans t'rotayte thee beste ov thee ovver sug jest chins as me sig-loine, so longe as oi 'as one, so 'elp me FSM.

[daftbeaker]

I'm trying to think of something kilt related but it's not going well. Someone else do it

[Roy Hunter]

I'm trying to think of something kilt related

A Scotsman's genitals?

[black bart]

I'm trying to think of something kilt related

A Scotsman's genitals?

That IS NOT going on the list...A Scotsman's Asp maybe...