idle About time we gotta barkeep around here! Me rum was almost gone!
party After all that cake, you might have to call me White Beard for a while.
graveyard1 Arr... hate to say it, but many me mateys put these holes in the ground... if ye catch me drift!
graveyard2 Hardee harr... the sea be a pirate's graveyard! Ye landlubbers waste ye time!
windy1 Hoist the sails, ye curs! We pirates startin' a leg of a race! Yarharharr!
windy2 All hands on deck! A storm of wind be brewin'!
storm1 Ahoy! Brace fer impact, swashbuckler! 'Tis a'mother of all tempests!
storm2 Great Charybdis! What manner of wrath er curses have ye sent on us now!?
rain1 Ha har! Rain!? Jus' another day fer a pirate.
rain2 Fish do fly in ye rainy skies! I seen it with me own eye!