Funny Pirate Saying Novels & Stories

Then in an attempt to prove his point, he looped his arm around the neck of a fellow pirate. “Didn’t the captain once tell us before that his beard is his beer, yes? He keeps them well-maintained, and classical, and…and…..” He trailed off as he racked his brain trying to think what was next to what he was saying. At this point, the guy’s words were getting more and more incomprehensible but the other guy grabbed was eager to listen and so he prodded the other to its ribs and insinuated, “And what?” “And old fashion and strong!”

How could they dare without a guarantee of safety? "Hahaha, well? If you hand over all your treasures to me, I promise I’ll let you pass. But if not, even if you’re from the famous Sea Clan, you’ll still die in these waters!" said the pirate king to a man standing at the front, protecting the woman behind him.

He has droopy eyes and was clearly having trouble keeping his eyes open. “Where should we go, my friend?” I asked. I pretended to be a drunken man to convince him I was one pirate. “To Port Mariannas, the stronghold of our kind!” Port Mariannas? I haven’t heard of such a name. His eyes rolled back. “What about our guests? Why are they still alive?” A sly smile formed from his dry and cracked lips. He leaned closer to my ears and covered the side of his mouth. “We will trade them,” he whispered.

"What's so funny?" the pirate asked suspiciously. "Nothing," Seth said. He took a couple steps to the left so that if he raised his hand, the pirate's head would be directly between the war hammer and his hand. "What you playing at?" The pirate rotated his wrist to that his arm still pinned Ale's neck, but the knife was now pointing at Seth instead of her jugular. "That," Seth said the moment the pirate's blade left Ale's neck. He called his hammer with all his might.

I found it so funny that a wanted pirate group of over 7 years just surrendered because a captain of a cruise liner told him too. “I know you have a thousand more questions and we will have time to talk but let’s get you some food, my child” Davien, the king/ my father says as we are parking and my stomach growls announcing its opinion. Everyone laughs, Davien just pats my head as he turns around to speak with Ericson and Warrick.

He came forward and twirled a blade. “Well well well,” he sneered, grinning and revealing his dirty yellow teeth. “Fancy ship with fancy folks in it, kindly hand over all your goods, and we might give you the honor of letting you swim away to safety.” I saw Alex’s eyes, they sparkles and he bit back a grin. These puny idiotic humans had no idea who they had just pissed off. “Alex darling, can you hear what they are saying?” I asked, moving towards him.

Debo put his hand on his chest: “Really? Francie: “ Lie! Kataleya: “ Hahahaha Lordylla: “ Zeuck is beautiful! Kilaila: “ He is the youngest of the pirates. Francie: “ I don't like pirates! Especially Zeuck, who also shows off those well-defined abs of his, his strong arms, his courage, that voice of his so... I mean, I think it's all... Absurd! Lordylla: “ Of course you do! Kataleya: “ Hahahaha Francie: “ Seriously! It didn't mean anything to me! Debo: “ Well, you can see how insignificant he is to you! Lordylla ironically: “ “Oh Zeuck, you’re hurt! What happened?" Francie furious: “ Shut up! Everyone laughed at Francie and shook their heads. Dercek and Graden were sitting at a table playing

exclaimed Jidana. “Oh, so that’s his name huh?” asked Ophilius with a sly smile. “I’m not in the mood.” Said Jidana narrowing her eyes once again. “Does this mean we’re not going to the Petragrams?” asked Ophilius. “As much as I hate to, yes we are still going to see those wretched Petragrams, I just hope for our sakes misfortune does not befall us. “And by the way if pirates don’t steal things they don’t get any treasure or make any money. You like treasure and money don’t you?”

They'd been waiting for this news. “They’re pirates,” Lord Harnwick drawls from his position near the front, not bothering to hide the satisfaction in his voice. His round face is flushed with vindicated pleasure, his small eyes bright with malice. "Should anyone really be surprised that they struggle to follow laws not carved into driftwood with rusty knives?" His words trigger a cascade of cruel laughter, the sound bouncing off the marble walls like thrown stones. Someone behind him adds in a voice pitched to carry: "You can't expect wolves to behave like lambs in the shepherd's fold."

I don't want to say this but he kinda looks hot while doing it. I coughed and sneezed, I still have a mild fever and I haven't eaten anything. I turned around and return to the bed and sat back. He entered and locked the door and stand next to the cabinet facing me. He just stared at me for seconds and sighed. "So you and my brother knew each other huh, do you also know he's a pirate?" "If I knew he was then I shouldn't have helped him before and let him fall in that goddamn water but well my help will still be useless since he can just save himself because he is a pirate right? Pirates do live in water." I sarcastically replied.