Arrr, matey! Harris be spoutin' sweet nothings, while Trump be blusterin' like a stormy sea, but both be jabberin'!
2024-09-13
Arrr, after a month o' listenin' to those landlubber candidates, it be clear as a sunny day at sea: some be stickin' to the script like barnacles on a hull, while others be spinnin' yarns wilder than a drunken parrot! Aye, what a merry jest that be!
Arrr matey! Gather ye round fer a tale o' the fine art o' rallyin' speeches, savvy? A band o' landlubbers took a keen eye to the ramblings of candidates over the course of a moon, and what they be findin' be more twisty than a sailor's knot, I tell ye!Some scallywags be stickin' to their scripts tighter than a barnacle to a ship's hull, spoutin' facts as if they were gold doubloons. But, lo and behold! Others be wanderin' off like a ship lost at sea, spewin' tall tales that make the Kraken seem a mere goldfish! Aye, it’s a right spectacle, watchin’ these buccaneers dance around the truth like it be a fine wench at the tavern!
With every rally, ye can hear the echoes of bold claims and boasts, but the watchful eyes o' the good folk be catchin' the blunders and missteps. Some be claimin' the winds be at their backs, while others be blowin' hot air like a cannon on the high seas! So, me hearties, raise a tankard to the merry band o' candidates, for their speeches be as varied as the catch o' the day! Yarrr, it be a hoot and a half!