Pirated Sweets
ARRRRRRR mateys! Swab the poop and hoist the yardarm off the main-fore-mast-sail...thing! Today be Talk Like A Pirate Day, though sadly, we only be finding out as the sun be settin' o'er the blast horizon. So the cakey victuals, they be already chosen. Avast! Poop deck! Yet by Davy Jones' locker, we'll be doin' ARRRR best!
Now, bring on the victuals, ye scalawags!
And what have we here?
And what do me eyes be seein'?
This pretty be the fairest I've seen in many a winter!
Aye, she be sweet as spiced wine, but now...We wants the redhead!
Submitted by Julie L. and made by Dragonfly
Arrr, tharrr she be.
Shiver me timbers, the redhead's a MERMAID?!? Never ye mind, lads, we'd best be hauling anchor to fairer ports; the Cap'n, he be waiting.
By Lenagc
Aye, ye never be wantin' to rile the Cap'n; he packs a right nasty left hook.
(Ahoy, be it a mite smelly in here, or is that just Smee?)
Now, bring on the victuals, ye scalawags!
By Colette's Cakes
Ay! This be a mighty fine cake! Flowers and butterflies good enough for the scurviest wenches in all of Tortola. ARRR!
Ay! This be a mighty fine cake! Flowers and butterflies good enough for the scurviest wenches in all of Tortola. ARRR!
And what have we here?
And what do me eyes be seein'?
Submitted by Brenda J. and found here
ARRR! More daisies! And rickrack! Rickrack's a piratey word! ARRR!
ARRR! More daisies! And rickrack! Rickrack's a piratey word! ARRR!
This pretty be the fairest I've seen in many a winter!
Submitted by Anne M. and made by Kaylaskakes
By the powers! I feel like I be in Fiddler's Green! Where's me spyglass?
By the powers! I feel like I be in Fiddler's Green! Where's me spyglass?
Avast! Feast yer eyes on the fairest maiden this side of Biminy:
By Sweet Designs by Larissa
Alas! Ahoy! Avast! Aye! um... grog! I be needin' a closer gander at this here winsome wench:
Alas! Ahoy! Avast! Aye! um... grog! I be needin' a closer gander at this here winsome wench:
Aye, she be sweet as spiced wine, but now...We wants the redhead!
Submitted by Julie L. and made by Dragonfly
Arrr, tharrr she be.
Shiver me timbers, the redhead's a MERMAID?!? Never ye mind, lads, we'd best be hauling anchor to fairer ports; the Cap'n, he be waiting.
By Lenagc
Aye, ye never be wantin' to rile the Cap'n; he packs a right nasty left hook.
(Ahoy, be it a mite smelly in here, or is that just Smee?)
Do ye have a pretty confection to be sendin' us? Well, get off yer doubloons, ye lily livered scurvy dogs, and send them to sundaysweets(at)cakewrecks.com! ARRR!
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