Arrr! Did two lasses meet Davy Jones over Georgia’s belly-aching law? Aye, me hearties, let’s weigh anchor on this tale!
2024-09-20
Arrr, me hearties! The scallywags of the pro-abortion crew and the rumor-mongers be spinning tales anew! They be blamin' a Georgia law for the fates of two lasses, when ‘tis the nasty abortion potion—set loose by the FDA—that led to Amber's misfortune and the remnants of her wee ones!
Ahoy, mateys! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn o' deceit from the treacherous waters of the pro-abortion lobby and the legacy media! Aye, they be blowin' hot air like a feeble ship in a squall, claimin' the deaths of two fine lasses be the fault o' a new Georgia law. Blimey! What a pack o' scallywags!Let me tell ye what truly transpired in this tale o' woe. One Amber Nicole Thurman, bless her soul, took a fateful swig o' that abortion potion, pillaged from the FDA's holdin' chest, which had been stripped o' safety restrictions like a ship in a pirate raid. Alas, this cursed concoction led to complications, leavin' parts of her twin unborn babes behind, like treasure not properly buried in the sand!
So, me hearties, heed me words! The true tale be twisted by those who wish to spin their own yarns. They be tryin’ to hoist the blame on fair Georgia, but the truth be that they be the ones walkin' the plank of dishonesty. Keep yer eyes peeled and yer wits about ye, for the seas be fraught with falsehoods and shapeshiftin' tales!