Ahoy me hearties, let’s see what crawled out of the bung hole this weekend.
Bilge rats a’plenty!
Like the Prime Harpy from the Land of the Long White Cloud (New Zealand) who just announced “no jab, no job”. Oh, she didn’t say it like that of course, that would be much too honest and transparent. No, the official speak is that “private companies will be obliged to ensure employees are vaccinated.”
Son of a biscuit eater.
Will someone unmask this malignant wench already? Or no…that would take balls. And balls are not allowed in this establishment. Because balls equal “toxic masculinity”. And if you’re a man and you are “vaccine hesitant”, i.e. you’re not letting anyone do you in the ass, or the brain, with a thin needle –– well, then a rape & plundering marauder ye be.
Cleave him to the brisket!
Aye, aye, aye.
Guess we’ll see Ms. Ardern join Fauci and Schwab and Gates and all the other non-masculine dick heads at the Nuremberg trials 2030. Only then it will be too late for most of the world’s naive flocks. But naivety and plain old insanity are two different things.
Like the government in St. Vincent, who refuse to evacuate its Volcano-fleeing populace unless they have been vaccinated. Big burst of fire and cloud of ash coming at you? Sure we’ll allow you to shelter on cruise ships and in neighboring countries –– just show us your vaccine passport first. Otherwise it’s back into the fire you go ho ho.
Begone with ye, ye scourge of the 7 seas, ye bilge sucking land lubbers.
Avast! They be armed with Letters of Marque (Government-issued letters allowing privateers the right to piracy of another ship during wartime), but we be aboard a Man-O-War.
Raise yer grog high! The booty be on a high speed clipper, setting sail for lands unknown and now available on Changelly at https://dollarvigilante.com/changelly.
Take a gander at today’s video, featuring Lucy me little beauty. She be taking a caulk after getting three sheets to the wind from too much grog and tacos.
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Also make sure you’re marooned in the right place, with the right pirates.
Heave ho. Batten down the hatches. Dead men tell no tales.