Arrr, we be needin' to hoist the sails on the scallywags hidin' the mischief o' Biden's bumblin' reign!
2025-01-07
Arrr, the captain of the land o’ freedom be meant to steer the ship, but Biden be flounderin’ like a fish outta water! They say his age be weighin’ him down, makin’ his noggin as cloudy as a stormy sea. Aye, he be more landlubber than leader!
Ahoy mateys! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn 'bout the captain of this here ship we call the White House, one Joe Biden, who be as present as a ghost on a foggy night!For four long years, the ol’ salt has been as absent as a treasure map in Davy Jones' locker! While the world was settin’ ablaze with wars and chaos, Joe was loungin’ like a seafarer on holiday, spoonin' ice cream and dodgin' his duties. Why, me hearties, he spent near half his time not bein' a president, and when he did show up, it was like a parley with a parrot—no sense, just squawkin'!
His crew of cabinet mates? Aye, they held meetings as often as a ship sails in a calm sea—once in a blue moon, I tell ye! And when they did gather, it’s more likely they were wonderin' who among 'em was the 'chirpy lad' than makin’ any real decisions.
Yet, the ship kept sailin’, run by a motley crew behind the scenes. The true power players be hidin’ in the shadows, makin’ the calls while ol’ Joe twiddled his thumbs. So, as the clock strikes for change, let’s hoist the flag and demand to know who truly steered this ship whilst the captain was lost at sea!