turn out the lights the party's over they say that all good things must end

j.-the pirate-man had his "pirate" party on saturday

he and all his maties had a swashbuckling time!

landlubbers and scallywags alike enjoyed

scurvy dogs and grog for lunch...

and then the buccaneers had skullcakes and sang a birthday shantie...

and no self-respectin' pirate would throw a pirate shindig

with out drawing his cutlass - so out came the swords and the crew took it to the ol' seadog

holding all the "sweet" loot...

then - with the inch of candle drawing near - the captain decided he wanted to examine his booty....

there will be a large hole in the backyard to hide

all the loot he raked in!!!

hopefully he draws a map and marks the spot!!

blimey! here are some of the bilge rats now....

then with barely a shot across the bow for warning the party was over and it was time to weigh anchor and hoist the mizzen...

shiver me timbers blokes but it was a great time!

happy birthday my sweet buccaneer!