Shiver me timbers! 'Tis International Talk Like a Pirate Day, an' we be drabblin'! So drop anchor, me hearties, and pen a bit o' ye thoughts to yon beauty:
If ye be yet a landlubber, then I be tellin' yeh: A drabble ain't no fewer than a hundred words. And it ain't no more. Best way to remember, it be six an' two thirds words for each man on a dead man's chest.
When yeh've written yer bit, send it by email to: theburrow360 (at) gmail (dot) com
An' if ye want to send it smartly an' all pirate-like, then get yerself a parrot. Then have the parrot send yer email.
Me savage Burrowers will look at them drabbles as we got by 30 September, then scrap it out amongst ourselves. An' him or her that survives the scrappin' will show the favorite here, on Saturday next.