"Arrr! As Trump docks, Aurora be sayin’, 'Nay, matey! This be no battleground ye spy!' Har har har!"
2024-10-11
Ahoy mateys! The ol' captain of the land, he be holdin' court in a Colorado port, spoutin' tall tales o' savage sea dogs from Venezuela! The town's wise folk, both scallywags and landlubbers, be tryin' to set the record straight 'fore the ship sails into chaos! Har har!
Arrr mateys! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn of a former captain o' the High Seas, now a landlubber, holdin' court in a Colorado port. This scallywag be claimin’ that the fine folk of the town be overrun by ruffian immigrants from the distant lands of Venezuela, causin’ a ruckus like a ship in a stormy sea!But lo and behold! The wise leaders of the town, both scurvy Republican and the merry Democrats, be bandin' together like a crew of trusty sailors to hoist the sails o’ truth! They be tryin' to set the record straight, fact-checkin’ the tall tales spun by our former captain, lest the unsuspectin’ villagers be led astray like a ship lost in fog!
This here rally be more raucous than a tavern brawl, with the crowd shoutin’ and cheerin’ for tales taller than the mast of the mightiest galleon! So hoist yer tankards and beware of the tall tales ye hear, for in the land of the free, not all pirates be seekin’ treasure; some just be huntin’ for a bit o' glory on the ol' political seas!