The big ship docked in Brazoria on Friday the 13th, surely a good day for pirating! A festival it was, with food and drink… aye, and lads and wenches aplenty. Plenty of plunder on the auction block too, and everyone from judges to the constabulary having a time of it. What was it called, ye ask? Well, it doesn’t really have a name… actually, the fact it has no name is its name… or it’s named after not having a name to name itself.No one move… I dropped my brain…
Of course! It’s the Brazoria No Name Festival. It’s been held for years, and they haven’t found a need to name it yet! The boys were there to keep the fine folk of Brazoria entertained into the wee hours, and had a great time of it, too! While watching them do their swashbuckling, I even recorded a bit of it on my own and posted it for the pirating world to see. The boys have set sail, but will be in three ports in three nights come Independence Day weekend, so be sure to meet them when next ship meets sand!
