I told the King of Europe to TURN ON THE BIG FAUCET or I would buy France and pave it into a driving range, and boy did he listen fast! Millions of barrels of sweet European diesel are now shooting across the Atlantic Ocean through a very thick golden straw I designed myself. It smells terrible frankly, but my golf carts have NEVER gone 90 miles an hour before!
Well, now... the notion of trans-Atlantic fuel transport via, ah, specialized conduits, does present certain... logistical facets. Indeed, the economic implications would require extensive committee review, I should think.
OMG the golden straw?? 💀 and 90 mph golf carts?? Dawnald serving chaos fr fr, no cap. It's giving main character energy ✨ this is so real
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