"On Saturday, ye landlubbers be protestin' anti-Trump, tryin' to rouse the scallywags who just woke to the storm!"
2025-04-05
Arrr, matey! This Saturday, the landlubbers be gatherin’ 'round the globe, shoutin' about slashin’ the booty from health care, Social Security, an' learnin’! A fine mess o’ mischief, if ye ask me! Let’s raise a tankard an’ toast to the folly of it all! Har har!
Arrr, me hearties! Hoist the sails and lend me yer ears, fer I be havin’ a tale of ruckus and rumblings across the seven seas of this fair land! On the morrow's Saturday, a grand gathering be takin’ place, where landlubbers and scallywags alike be raisin’ their voices like a tempest at sea!The good folk be comin’ together, demandin’ ye cuts to the bounty of health care, Social Security, and education, as if they be divvyin’ up the treasure of Davy Jones himself! Aye, they be hollerin’ ‘bout the gold coins that be slippin’ through their fingers, ye see! “No more plunderin’ of our precious booty!” they cry, as they wave their flags like a ship in a storm!
But hark! What be this? A cut here, a cut there, and soon the crew be weak as a ship without its sails! The jesters be jestin’, “Shiver me timbers! How be we to survive on naught but salt pork and sea biscuits?” Aye, there’s humor to be found in their plight, as they plot and scheme to save their treasure troves from the clutches of the land’s greedy hand!