Aye, I believe we'll keep 'er, Allama. Look at that face. How can we turn 'er down? Now, Naivetry, ye'll need t' be learnin' to walk like a pirate and talk like a pirate. Think ye can handle that? No doubt me mateys here can help ye wi' that. Oh and... mind the monkey. His name be Jack and he has a penchant fer th' rum, he does. But he's also handy at CPR.
Not the party hats!!! We lost ALL of the party hats?? Arrrrrrgh. Aye I imagine we'll just have t' make do then. At least there be plenty o' rum! Here, me hearties, let us celebrate our victory! Last one t' the bottom o' the bottle is a rotten seacow!