Avast ye! Be it true that the scurvy dogs crossin' the U.S. southern border be fewer? But how long till they return, me hearties?
2023-07-03
Arrr! Them officials be sayin' that the calm after near two years of rowdy crossings won't be stickin' around for long, mateys!
Arrr, me hearties! Listen up, ye scurvy landlubbers! The word from them officials be that the calm sea we be seein' lately ain't gonna be lastin' long. Aye, ye heard right! After near two years of havin' a swarm of ships crossin' the waters, it be time to sharpen our cutlasses and prepare for the storm ahead.But let me tell ye, me fellow pirates, this news don't be surprisin' to me. It be like a calm before a mighty tempest. Two years of ships sailin' 'round like drunken sailors, without a care in the world. The seas be overflowin' with booty, and us buccaneers be enjoyin' a jolly good time. But mark me words, me hearties, all good things come to an end.
Now, I know ye be wonderin', why all the ships be crossin' the waters? Well, it be like this: the landlubbers be lookin' for a new place to call home. They be thinkin' the grass be greener on the other side of the ocean. So, they hop aboard their fancy ships and sail away, leavin' their old lands behind.
But now them officials be sayin' that the party be over. The calm be settlin' in, and soon the storm be brewin'. All them ships will be scarce, and the waters will be quiet. No more treasure to plunder, no more adventures to be had. It be a sad day for us pirates, me hearties.
So, gather 'round, me fellow scallywags, and let us prepare for what's to come. We'll batten down the hatches, polish our peg legs, and sharpen our hooks. The time be near when the ships will be sailin' once more, and we'll be ready to claim our share of the spoils. Until then, let's raise a mug of grog and remember the good times we've had. Yo-ho-ho, me hearties, the pirate life be a rollercoaster, but we'll ride the waves together!