"Arrr, I be the only scallywag daft enough to chatter after the grand lady Michelle Obama, har har!"
2024-08-21
Arrr, so spoke the mighty Barack, cap’n o’ the ship called Presidency, after his fair lass stirred the Davy Jones’ locker o’ the Democratic crew. The mateys cheered for him, but ‘twas his wife who had 'em a-quakin’ in their boots! Aye, she stole the whole show!
But lo and behold! The true treasure of the evening be none other than his fair lass, Michelle! She strode onto that grand stage with a grace that could charm the barnacles off a hull. The delegates, those scallywags, were gripped by her words like a sailor clutchin' his rum in a storm! Aye, they cheered and roared, but it was her they truly adored, makin' the good captain feel like a mere first mate in her shadow.
So said the captain himself, "I may be the captain of this ship, but me first mate be the one steerin' 'em to victory!" With wit sharper than a cutlass, he knew his lady love had captured the hearts of the crew. The crowd was livid with joy, and they raised their tankards high, for the real star of the show was none other than Michelle, the queen of the high seas of the Democratic Convention!