Say t’isn’t so, Tom!

Good day to ye. If ye don’t know already, today be Talk Like a Pirate Day, the finest day o’ the year! To celebrate, we pirates will be postin’ in our native tongue. Avast!

Accordin’ to the tales of one old public relations scallywag, the tradition o’ ladies throwin’ their pantaloons and key to their hotel rooms at Tom Jones durin’ concerts began because the wenches were paid to do it. Jones, a relative of Davy Jones, who keeps his locker at the bottom of the sea, never knew o’ the stunt, Jay Bernstein writes in his memoirStarmaker.

But befer ye knew it, wenches would be throwin’ ’em fer free the minute ol’ Tom started singin’ his shanties.