Arrr! The Chief Justice says, “Nay!” to givin' gold to foreign mates, keepin' it stashed like a scallywag's treasure!
2025-02-26
Arrr, the king's lawyers be squawkin' 'bout missin' the deadline to hand over a treasure chest o' $1.5 billion fer aid work! They be beggin' the Supreme Court fer a last-minute pardon, like scallywags lookin' fer a second chance at the tavern!
Arrr, gather 'round, ye scallywags, for the tale be a twisty one on the high seas o' law! The government, those landlubber lawyers, be claimin' they be missin' a grand deadline, like a ship missin' its port! Aye, they had more than $1.5 billion in gold doubloons waitin’ to be tossed to the sea of past aid work, but alas, it be stuck in Davy Jones' locker, lost to the depths o’ bureaucracy!In their desperation, these legal swabs be seekin’ a lifeline from the mighty Supreme Court, hopin’ for a late intervention like a captain callin' for a last-minute parley before the cannonballs fly! They be thinkin’ that with their plea, they could haul up their treasure before it be swallowed by the murky waters of missed deadlines and red tape.
Oh, what a sight it be! Lawyers in powdered wigs scurrying about like rats on a sinking ship, all in the name of gettin’ those shiny coins released! But fear not, me hearty, for in the world of law, there be always a twist. Will they find the wind in their sails, or will this tale end with a bellyful of sea water? Stay tuned, for the saga of gold and deadlines be far from over!