Arrr, matey! What if I spun ye a yarn that the Epstein list be but a ghostly mirage? Har har!
2025-03-03
Arrr, we be bombarded by a squall o’ whispers 'bout the fabled Epstein List, said to be the treasure map o’ the case! On the 26th o’ March, Attorney General Pam Bondi blabbered on the telly 'bout files on her desk, but it be naught but a storm in a teacup, savvy?
Ahoy, mateys! Gather 'round and lend me yer ears, for I be spillin’ the beans on a tale of the infamous Epstein List, said to be the treasure map of scandalous secrets! On a fateful day, the 26th of March, the fair Attorney General Pam Bondi took to the airwaves, proclaimin' that the “Epstein files” lay upon her desk like a chest o' gold, ready to be laid bare fer all to see the very next mornin’. She spoke of “a lot of flight logs” and “a lot of names” as if she’d found the lost scrolls of Davy Jones himself!But alas, me hearties, the excitement turned out to be naught but a tempest in a teapot! Instead of a bountiful haul o’ names and dirt, it seems Bondi’s grand reveal was akin to a mirage on the horizon—deceptive and empty! Rumors swirled like a whirlpool, and the crew be scratchin' their heads, wonderin' if the good attorney be a trickster or if the winds of truth simply sailed away from her grasp.
So, here we be, still wonderin' what lies in those cursed Epstein files, while the world waits with baited breath. Aye, it be a fine jest that leaves us all laughin' and shakin’ our heads at the folly of it all!