Aye, me hearties, tis Talk Like a Pirate Day so I'd best be using the right lingo lest Long John Silverplate catch up wit' me.

Sailed into the monthly Long Beach Flea Market at Long Beach Kitty Kollege yesterday morn. We pirates love kitties, they chase the rats off'n our ships. A number of chips offered but many I had seen on prior visits. Still, there be enough new stock to bring a smile to this pirate's ugly mug! Ye may spot three items not yet on Ye Olde ChipGuide. 'Twas like a mug o' warm rum to discover 'em. Casino memorabilia hunters would do well to remember the logos of various casinos. And I only had to part wit' a few pieces o' eight to secure these beauties. Some of the vendors recognized me from prior adventures: "Ahhh, so ye're back again for more treasures, ehhh, you ol' Peg-leg?"

One o' the chips I found has been circulatin' for 19 years and yet no swab has ever dared submit it to the ChipGuide? Such a lazy lot would not last long on me ship, fer sure. But no grudges, I will save those for His Majesty's Navy ships, I will.

Now if ye want to see any more o' this bounty, ye must look to the bottom o' the watery shaft on Oak Island. Cheerio. (What do Pirates say when parting?? Never happens in the movies.)