Ahoy, ye scurvy dogs! Git yer booty to Megan’s lair for a Captain Cook-tail pARRRRRty on Saturday night (April 11, 2009). She will start drinkin’ at half past six, and she’d like to shiver yer timbers.
You’ll have to dress like a pirate, swear like a pirate, and drink like a pirate. Bring somethin’ piratey to share with the lusty wenches. They’re hungry from spendin’ six months eatin’ hard tack.
If yer on board, ARRRRRSVP to get the secret directions to my house.
You don’t know how much I would like to come, but because of my wretched job I have to work weekends through April. Next Month!