Who's seem me parrot?
I heard it'were dead but ah'll be blasted if'n it be true!

Shure wos prophetic....sadly, them bureaucrats n' pollytishuns 'ave become summat that rhymes n' aptly fits ....pathetic.



Aaarrgghh, this 'ere tub be like tha Black Pearl, only better. Thar baint be an ocean on earth that'd keep tha Twisted Sister 'neath the waves fer long, bein' she be...uh, possessed, I fink ye calls it, an' 'aves a life all of 'er own.

No off it is ta Stardock...thar be treasure there fer us ta plunder....aarrghh!!

Aarrgghh, it be criminal wot them guv'nor's men 'ave done ta tha young-uns, takin' away all their child'ood fun like that.

Down in Orstraylian schools, tha kids baint be allowed ta cuddle or hug any more...seems tha Guv'nor's thugs 'ave deemed it inappropriate or summat. Don't recall it doin' me any 'arm when I were at school...if fact, if mem'ry serves I right (which it do), a quick hug did I a lot o' good.



That'll 'ave to fall ta tha Doc...cos I be a teetotaller these days! 'Ow 'bout a cup o' Tetleys?

It be a job ye can keep, Doc...n' ye oughta know by now I ne'er lets a drop pass me lips ....rum n' curried cabbage be a deadly concocshun, an' if anything were able ta send tha 'Sister' t' a watery grave, that'd be it.

Sad, isn't it....but more to the point, what the heck do you call aunts and uncles if gender specifics are forbidden?? Parent figure No 1's sibling: Unit Type No 2?? Ah, but even that somehow suggests there is a difference between one and the other, so strictly speaking, unit definitions are no more acceptable than gender specifics.

Poses somewhat of a dilemma, what! And how confusing for kids at school trying to explain during show & tell that their grandmother gave them a birthday gift....without the gender reference, kids can't have a grandmother to speak of, much less birthday as giving birth is a gender specific event.

Wow, must be really confusing for you...being 2of3 out of a collective of billions.

Nah, no joke! It be some sick n' twisted idear o' them deranged official types with perverted senses of right n' wrong, good n' bad....'ow us identifies with and to our closest relatives.

And that bit about Ho,ho,ho being verbotten...what a crock of sh!t that is. Ho,ho,ho and Yo,ho,ho have beeb synonymous with Santa and pirates for centuries....long before some gang banger with a lazy mind and even lazier potty mouth decided to turn the word whore into "ho" to defame women with a whole 'new' terminology.

It comes back to how so many of the younger generation desire to reduce the English language to a few syllables as possible...and I'll be damned if I'm going to have some PC correct twit telling me I can't call one of my garden tools a ho, and all because another twit who cannot be bothered to use the language correctly refers to his/her 'sit down to pee' peers as ho's.

Angry?? You bet your sweet bippy I'm angry...legitimate language uses are no longer acceptable because 'slang bangers' corruptions have been foolishly legitimised by thin skinned puppets in bureaucracy and government.

Oi, Zubaz, if that be yer parrot an' it be female, I don' want ye ta be leavin' it laying round 'round wiv its legs up in tha air n' all spread like that....us don' want Pecky getting any horny notions.

Last time, when 'e spied inta tha wenches cabin n' see'd 'em undressin', us 'ad an orful time while 'e terriorised a flock o' seagulls.

Which one is 1 and which is 2? Now there's a potential quagmire... you refer to the male as '1' and you're a chauvinist.

In the collective there is no sex....... we assimilate

Arrrgh! Pirates we may be, but tha respect'ble type. Ahoy, lass...err....non-gender sp'cific person... bah! just don't 'ave tha same ring to it mateys!

Tis troublin', so tis. Tha world's gone ta hell inna PC hand-basket....

Yep, all this 'ere politically correct stuff 'ave opened up a can o' worms big enuff ter keep all tha fishermen of tha world 'appy fer life.

Ever see a movie when a tourist gets out a foreign language phrase book in the hope of getting it right?? Well it's getting to the stage where we'll have to pull out an OPCD (Official Politically Correct Dictionary) before daring speak in public...yep, for fear of uttering a disapproved of word or phrase and being stoned..er, pelted with old-world dictionaries by new-age volcabularist's.

seein as how i grew up in tha southern states, tha PC thing tis troublsome fer me. T'was raised by me grandparents, and true southerners they were. Tis hard for me not ta be sayin "hun" ta tha lass at tha local store. Don't want ta be rufflin' no feathers.

Well that's a novel way of describing it ....but then, in a world where gender reference no longer acceptable - and thus sex is forbidden because it can lead to gender related events such as pregnancy/childbirth (and they were decidedly female functions when I last looked) - I wouldn't be admitting to a bit of nookie, either.

D'ya realise, the human race is bound for extinction at this rate...tho I imagine there'll still be collectives who'll assimilate in secret/behind closed doors.

Won't be able ter say that, neither....matey implies a person of the male persuasion, and that just baint be allowed no more.

Gawd, tha way it be g'wen, ye won' be able ter call out after 3rd mate, Bill, cos it'll discriminate agin Master Bates.

I knows wot yer mean thar....I visits tha fishermen's wives wot wurks at tha fish markets real regular like, an' 'em all knows I pretty good, but wiv all this 'ere PC stuff g'wen on, I'll prob'bly find meself deep in shark sh!t wiv tha guv'nor's henchmen if'n I says to 'em like I always do: "Arrgghhh, me fine wenches, 'ow be 'e doin' me beauties?"