Get below ye scurvy weasel an' fetch me my rum. Arrr.
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Showing posts with label pirates. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pirates. Show all posts
October 26, 2011
Arrr...!
I've drawn a gal with giraffe legs, and I've drawn a giraffe in a box. But this here pirate giraffe is for my Twitter pal Ed R. Or Ed Arrrrr...! as I like to call him.
Get below ye scurvy weasel an' fetch me my rum. Arrr.
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Get below ye scurvy weasel an' fetch me my rum. Arrr.
August 14, 2011
The Bucket of BLOOD!
Possibly the best pub name EVAR is The Bucket of BLOOD in Hayle, Cornwall, UK.
Intrigued as to how it got it's name? I sure was. The story goes that hundreds and hundreds of years ago the site had an Inn on it, catering to miners, sailors, fishermen, smugglers, pirates and the ilk. Yeah, a whole lotta baddass dudes...
Anyways, there was a well which supplied the Inn with water for household use and also to brew the local ale. One morning the unsuspecting Inn Keeper went to the well, pulled up the bucket and was horrified to find it filled with BLOOD!! My Mother In Law said she heard the bucket even had a chopped off head in it. Bleah. They pulled a corpse out of the well, but no one knows who he was. I'll bet the poor Inn Keeper had a bad case of the jitters after that.
So the pub got its name, and it's supposedly haunted to this day; footsteps on creaking floorboards, ghostly figures appearing around the Inn, and so forth. Pretty decent pub food (I had the half chicken and chips) and they make their own bitter! Check out this sign inside the pub:
Gee, I wonder what chuff nuts and dangle berries are...
Know any other interesting pub names?
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Intrigued as to how it got it's name? I sure was. The story goes that hundreds and hundreds of years ago the site had an Inn on it, catering to miners, sailors, fishermen, smugglers, pirates and the ilk. Yeah, a whole lotta baddass dudes...
Anyways, there was a well which supplied the Inn with water for household use and also to brew the local ale. One morning the unsuspecting Inn Keeper went to the well, pulled up the bucket and was horrified to find it filled with BLOOD!! My Mother In Law said she heard the bucket even had a chopped off head in it. Bleah. They pulled a corpse out of the well, but no one knows who he was. I'll bet the poor Inn Keeper had a bad case of the jitters after that.
So the pub got its name, and it's supposedly haunted to this day; footsteps on creaking floorboards, ghostly figures appearing around the Inn, and so forth. Pretty decent pub food (I had the half chicken and chips) and they make their own bitter! Check out this sign inside the pub:
Gee, I wonder what chuff nuts and dangle berries are...
Know any other interesting pub names?
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