Arrr! In the land o’ sunshine, old sea dogs be choosin’ their captains: Trump or Harris, on golf carts o' glory!
2024-08-04
Arrr, in the fair land o' The Villages, where the old sea dogs retire, the scallywags who cheer for Trump be all a-quiver, as they spy an unexpected crew rallyin' 'round Kamala Harris! Blimey, what a twist in this merry sea of politics!
Ahoy, me hearties! In yon land o’ The Villages, where wrinkled sails be puffin' with the winds o' retirement, a peculiar storm be brewin'! A band o' merry Trump supporters be settin' their spyglasses upon the horizon, their eyes wide with shock ‘n’ awe. Forsooth, the winds be changin’ when they spy that a fair number of landlubbers be throwin’ their lot in with that feisty lass, Kamala Harris!Arrr, ye’d think this be a place where the parrot squawks “Make America Great Again” whilst the old salts sip on their grog, but nay! These wrinkly rascals be rallyin’, hootin’, ‘n’ hollerin’ fer a gal who sails under the banner of the Democrats! Aye, it be a sight that’d make even Davy Jones raise an eyebrow from the depths o’ the sea!
Ye see, the tides o’ politics be slippery as a fish in a barrel, and in this retirement cove, the old buccaneers be chattin’ ‘bout change, like a ship settin’ course for uncharted waters. So, me mateys, let’s hoist the sails on this unexpected voyage, an’ watch as the rum flows and the debates clash like swords on the high seas! Yarrr!