Oh, better far to live and die under the brave black flag I fly, than play a sanctimonious part with

So, Pirates of the Caribbean...

"I won't be gone long Ginny." Said the dashing Captain Potter to the woman before him.

"But Harry, you promised..."

"I know my love," He said, affectionately stroking her cheek. "I know. But it is my duty to go and capture those scurvy, flea bitten dogs of the sea. But I promise you, as soon as I return, we will be married."

"You've been saying that for years, Harry. I'm beginning to wonder if you want to marry me at all."

Wait, that was the badfic I was reading last weekend.

Pirates was the summer movie I was hoping Charlie's Angels would be. Swash, buckles, and lots of pirates. Kiera was pretty. Orlando was prettier. But Johnny Depp was the prettiest of all and I don't think anyone else could have got away with that tipsy swagger. He makes the movie. Without him, it would be flat.

( more vacuous squeeing )