Arrr, matey! Harris sails to Georgia post-Hurricane Helene, swearin' to toss treasure for the storm-tossed!
2024-10-02
Arrr, the second-in-command o' the realm be proclaimin' that the King’s treasure would be a mighty lifeline fer the storm-ravaged folk! Aye, she be gatherin' with local mates in Augusta, servin' grub and sweet treats like a jolly ol' sea dog!
Ahoy there, ye landlubbers! Gather 'round, fer a tale from the high seas of politics! The Vice President, a right savvy lass, be tellin’ the good folk of Augusta, Ga., that federal doubloons be flowin’ like rum after a successful raid. Aye, she met with local scallywags—er, officials, to chart a course fer recoverin' from the mighty storm that raged like a tempest on the open sea.As she tossed goodies to the hungry crew, handin' out food and snacks like a benevolent captain doles out treasure, she proclaimed that ol’ Uncle Sam's golden stash would be the wind in their sails. “Fear not, me hearties!” she bellowed, “For the federal coffers be ripe fer the pickin’, and we shall weather this storm together!”
With a wink and a chuckle, she rallied the townsfolk, makin' ‘em believe that brighter days be ahead. Aye, while the storm may have battered their ships, the bounty from the federal seas would help patch the holes and fill their bellies. So hoist the flag of hope, me mateys, for with the Vice President at the helm, they be ready to plunder the riches of recovery!