"Arrr! In the new year, States be takin’ away yer shootin' irons and handin’ out the funny weed, matey!"
2024-12-31
Avast, mateys! In the year of our Lord 2025, the laws be changin’! Gold for the crew be risin’, young scallywags be keepin’ their scrolls under lock, and the long-awaited elixir of life, insulin, be comin’ at a fairer price! Yarrr, what a fine haul for all hands!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn 'bout the laws comin' ashore in the year of our lord, two thousand and twenty-five! Aye, it be a fine time for the good folk of the land, for their coffers be gettin' a wee bit heavier! Those greedy landlubbers won’t be plunderin' as much from the hard-workin' souls, since wages be on the rise like the tide at full moon!But hold fast, there be more wind in the sails! Those wee scallywags, the young'uns, shall have their time on the high seas of the internet curtailed! Aye, no more gallivantin' on the social media waves for 'em, lest they end up in a whirlpool of nonsense. The cap'ns of this ship be makin' sure their wee minds stay clear and focused, like a parrot on a perch!
And hark! What be this? The potion known as insulin, vital for keepin' many a sailor spry, shall be sold at a price fairer than a barrel of rum! No more will the poor souls be strugglin' to procure their life-givin' elixir! So, raise a tankard, me mateys, for these changes be a bountiful treasure for all good folk, makin' the seas of life a tad easier to navigate!