"Arrr, in forgivin' his lad, Biden be soundin' like Trump at a rum-soaked tavern!"
2024-12-02
Arrr, Captain Biden be squawkin’ ‘bout the unfair trials and political winds blowin’ ‘gainst him, in a ship he’s sailed all his life! Aye, it be a fine jest, defendin’ the riggin’ while findin’ the cannon aimed at his hull! Har har har!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round, for I’ve a tale to spin about ol’ Captain Biden, the leader o’ the free seas of America. Aye, this lad be squawkin’ about bein’ battered by the winds o’ selective prosecution, like a ship caught in a squall! He be claimin' that them scallywags be pressurin' him in ways most foul, yet this be the same shipmate who’s sailed the seas o’ justice and fairness fer many a year.With a parrot perched on his shoulder, he bemoans the rough tides of political shenanigans, as if he be a victim of a cursed treasure map! “Arrr, they be pickin’ on me, I swear!” he cries, while the rest of us buccaneers be wonderin’ how he thought the seas would be smooth when he’s been at the helm all this time. It be a bit like a landlubber complainin’ ‘bout the salty spray when he’s the one who set sail on a stormy night!
So here we be, laughin’ at the irony o’ it all. This captain, who spent his days defendin’ the very waters o’ political strife, now finds himself at the mercy o’ the same tides he once sailed with bravado. Yarrr, it be a fine jest, indeed! A true pirate’s laugh echoes over the waves! Fair winds, Captain Biden, may ye find calmer seas ahead!