Arrr! Ukraine be makin' promises for shiny treasures while Trump be tossin' 'em overboard from the parley, matey!
2025-02-21
Arrr, on the high seas o' politics, Captain Trump be sayin' the Ukrainian chief be playin' a game o' poker with no cards in hand! He don't need to swab the decks at every parley to end the fracas, savvy? A fine jest, that be!
Arrr mateys! Gather ’round, fer I’ve a tale from the high seas o’ politics! President Trump, that scallywag of a captain, be spoutin’ off on a fine Friday. He be likin’ to say that the head honcho o’ Ukraine be negotiatin’ with naught but a handful o’ sea shells—no cards to play, ye see!“Why, me hearty!” he thundered, “the lad don’t be needin’ to join all them parley meetings to put a stop to this kerfuffle! He’s got naught but the wind in his sails!” Aye, the wind might be blowin’ in the wrong direction if ye ask me, but Trump be a man of his own course, sailin’ through the tempest of diplomacy like a ship with no anchor.
Now, let’s not forget, ye landlubbers, that in the game of war and peace, sometimes ye find yerself with a treasure map full o’ X’s, and other times, yer holdin’ a parrot instead o’ a poker hand! So, whether the Ukrainian captain be joinin’ the councils or sittin’ on a beach sippin’ rum, one thing be clear: the seas o’ diplomacy be treacherous, and the winds be ever-changin’!