oh, that’s ok, sheesh, time to get home, was a long day. .
Apparently, it’s just your dirty mind. I read it as “5k-ers”, not “5f-ers”. 
At least that’s better than mine. Apparently, my maiden name (which was Foley), in it’s Gaelic form, meant “plunderer” or “pirate”. ARRRRRRR me matey! 
Ye better be watching ye valuables around me
Better?! But pirates are cool! Avast, ye filthy swabs! Arrrr!
(doin the Col. Sanders’ dance, and yes, I do know it originated elsewhere, just can’t think of what to call it)
Go Sluder! Go Sluder!
The 19th is coming! Aarrrrr! September 19th is the day!.
In the 1K lounge we’re still mucking out. Sheesh, the mess some people leave behind them when they move out. 
Well, you know what they say: sh** runs downhill…
WOO HOO! Now I get to celebrate my pirate heritage without fear! ARRRRRRRR!
Ye’ll be needin’ one o’ these, lass, if ye plan t’ join the crew…
A very belated HOORAY
Well done Sludester, keep them coming.
Slan,
D.
I want a pirate heritage. I’m going to get one. Somewhere.
You need a genyooine pirate head covering (aka: bandana ) and an eye patch. It’s not official heritage, but it’s a start