Arrr, the Trump crew tangled with a landlubber at the hallowed Arlington graveyard, sparkin' a right ruckus, matey!
2024-08-28
Avast, me hearties! The military graveyard be sayin’ that federal law be keepin’ the politics at bay on their hallowed soil! A ruckus occurred, and a scroll be penned to mark the mischief! Arrr, let’s keep the campaigning on dry land, savvy?
Ahoy mateys! Gather 'round as I regale ye with a tale from the landlubber world of politics, where even the dead be holdin' their tongues! A certain military graveyard, a hallowed ground where brave souls be restin’, tossed out a fine proclamation, sayin’ that the federal law be keepin' the politics at bay, just like a ship's anchor in a stormy sea.Now, it seems there be a ruckus a-brewin' on those solemn grounds! Aye, they declared an “incident” had transpired, and so a report be filed, as if the spirits of the fallen called for a captain to set things aright! What manner of mischief could be afoot amongst those stone slabs and flags, ye ask? Perhaps a scallywag tried to stump for votes 'mongst the tombstones, thinkin' the ghostly audience might sway the polls! Har har!
So heed me warning, savvy sailors! Even in the afterlife, no man be free from the shackles of regulations! Let this be a lesson: when ye tread upon sacred ground, leave yer political parley at the shore, lest ye find yerself in a pickle, or worse, in Davy Jones' locker!