JAVS Fall 2005

Rabid Betsy: 'T is nobler to have the piratey sound, ya rr!

attacks" from the root wo rd "pcira" meaning, "trial, attempt, attack." The word "peril" has the same root heritage. Peglcg Jack: Would it be "peril " I'd be in if I lashed Calico to the rig gin' and left a cod in ' is bel ly so the gulls could peck out ' is talka tive insides? I also came ra be a pirate via cl1' scurvy violin route... rl1en I realized how much I liked lootin' and pillagin' . Pegleg Jack: I came in th' summer of '99 fer lootin' and pillagin .' Yarr!! (He picks his teeth wicl1 what looks like a gold bow tip) Bloody Bcs : Twas th' bitter winter o' '94 when 1 took a hard look ar me own fes terin' callLL~cs. It seemed ra fir. Candy Casey: O ne day in '92 I had just fi nished plundcrin' wi' the dread crooner "01' Blue Eyes." I stopped fer some g rog, then , cl1' next rl1ing I know, I'm aboard rh' SOTFC. . .I think 'twas gypsies. Cap'n Morgan: 11ove intense, scorchin' heat and humidi ty. So as soon as I got our o' rll' brig- LA.- 1 packed up and left fe r th' SOTFC. Avast! But 'twas years of plLmderin' an' mu tiny I had tO do afore I became Cap'n . AVS: Why and when did you jo in th e Ship o' the Festerin' Callus?

cutlass out of me co ld dead fin gers afo re 1 e'er leave thi s ship.

Dread Pirate Vane: Aye!! Wha' wi' the c.'lll o [ the pirarey sound, an' this useless artificial leg, th' choice was obvious... no cho rus line fer Dread Pirate Vane! Candy Casey: Ye're a bonny lass . . .ye remind me of me own mother, who bless her cursed soul tho ught she was do in' a fine thing when she made me lay d own me beloved gui tar ro sail th' high seas . .. " no son 'o mine will become a rock star.." said she, as she chai ned me viola bow, I me

Rabid Betsy: T hat can be arranged , marcy! Blimey! Always goin' on about history . . . . Me, I got rh' post straight ou t o' buccaneer school. .. rl1' Juilliard School fer Piratical Sn1dics. D irty Mary: T he grog had a repu tat ion fer bein' better here than in O ldee Homa. Ya rn·gh! Pass rll' grog! I ron Roger: I was Cap'n aboard rh' Denver Sea Foamy when I sensed a mu tiny afloa t. I knew 'twas time to leave, bur first T sunk my cutlass into each and evr'y one of those TREACH EROUS DOGS! I FIX'D TH' LOT 01~ TH OSE BISCUIT MAGGOTS TWIXT TH' KEEL AND SH OALING WATER, WITH CRABS FO R MATES! !---Dread Pirate Vane: Easy, lad , ha' some grog.. . I'd been sailing on a ship off rl1' coast o' C harleston when I hea rd about th' opening on tl1' SOTFC-known far

iron Anne: /\yc, the humidi ty, 't is good fo r rh' complexion.

Cap' n Mo rga n: Aye, like family we a rc... (grabs for cl1e tai lpiece)

Calico Tom : La.~s, I been sailing wi' rl1' SOFTC since 1964. When 1joined , half these swabbies rwcrcn't even knee deep in rl1eir own b ilge water!T hey will have to pry me

Iron Anne: We ha' eerie respect fer ea' o ther (deftly plucks the tail piece from Morgan and stashes it -------..J.J.O.:::~URNAL OF T l l E AMERJC/\N VIOLA SOC: I =E.T...:.--Y''--------- 78