Ahoy, savvies! Ye all know how that silly landlubber song goes, righty? YAR-HAR-SHIVER ME TEEES, YOU ARE A PIRATE!

Well, at sea days be judged by how many you rough it out on deck, but out back on the home-front, it be the 19th! That means it OUR day, lads! It be Talk Like A Pirate Day! Shiver me frigging timbers!

Raise the Necron skull and crossbones! Today, we're going to raid us a few British patrols and PIN THEIR GIZZARDS TO THE SUN-BLEACHED MAST! ARRRRRHAHAHAHARRRR!