Meow Like a Pirate Day.

Arrr, it be a strange thing. There we were thinking back on the year gone by when we stumbled over an object on the ground. Garr shiver me timbers! It be an ancient map.

I Cap'n Red Eric Nobeard looked away into the distance an' remembered times gone past when suddenly I heard an excited holler from my first mate Barnacle Breath Flynn.

BBF: Ahoy thar Cap'n! Tis a miracle! Look yonder and what do 'ee see? Tis a mystical island appeared next to the Bridge of No Return.

BBF: I be ready Cap'n! What be waiting for? There be untold riches waiting out there ripe for the plucking. Arrr it be time to set sail on our trusty ship the Ginger Furball once again.

So us got busy loading up with grog fur the journey and away we sailed.

The waters were calm and we were in no danger of visiting Davy Jones locker, and before long we reached landfall.

Us could see there was a lot of hard work ahead digging for buried treasure, so us got our kit off. Arrr don't get too excited ladies, us did keep our hats on.

It were worth the hard toil though when us found t' treasure chest buried deep below ground. Arrr there be riches a plenty in there to keep us in the good life with all the grog and wenches we could want for.
We left matey Boney guarding our loot while we refreshed ourselves with a mug or two of grog. If any scurvy scoundrel chances his luck with Boney 'twill be a bad mistake to make. Har Har Har!