Arrr, Trump be swearin' to toss Jack Smith overboard if he regains the captain’s chair, savvy?
2024-10-24
Arrr, the ol' captain of the ship o' state be chattin' with a scallywag on the airwaves, makin' jests 'bout that landlubber Jack Smith. If he sets his sails back to the White House, ye best believe he'll be givin' that scurvy dog a taste o' the cutlass!
Arrr, me hearties! Gather 'round and lend an ear to the latest musin' of the former captain o' the White House, who be spillin' the beans to a salty radio host. Aye, he be takin' aim at the special counsel, that scallywag Jack Smith, with words sharper than a cutlass! If he be reclaiming the helm of the ship o' state, he warns that ol’ Jack better watch his back, for a storm be brewin' on the horizon!This scallywag be makin' it clear that he’s not one to be trifled with, like a landlubber tryin' to steal a pirate's booty. He be likening Jack's legal pursuits to a treacherous mutiny on board. “If I set sail once more,” he be sayin’, “I’ll chart a course to send that pesky counsel to Davy Jones' locker!” Aye, the former captain be ready to hoist the flag o' defiance and unleash his crew of loyal mates in a battle 'gainst unjust persecution!