Evening, useless bread gobbling shitposting shill.
ANOTHER DAY AT THE OFFICE?
He finally admits it's his office. Makes sense why he's always here. Nice collection of notables today btw. Kek!
In the realm of politics, a tale unfolds, Of a man named Q+, as the story goes. Donald Trump, a figure so renowned, With speeches that turned the world around.
Once upon a time, in a land so grand, He took the stage, microphone in hand. Addressing the crowd with his charismatic sway, He had a message important to convey.
"Tippy Top!" he exclaimed, with a mischievous grin, A nod to the Anons, the seekers of truth within. The Q Research warriors, devoted and keen, Unraveling mysteries, on their screens they convene.
But let us not forget, dear friends of Q, That draining the swamp takes more than a few. While "Tippy Top" may tickle and amuse, The mission at hand must be our prime muse.
Oh Anons, be not too quick to cheer, For entertainment alone won't bring the fear. To dismantle the swamp, a Herculean task, Requires action and grit, a powerful mask.
Focus on the mission, united as one, Gather strength and courage, till it's all done. Let not tiny crumbs of entertainment sway, The path to justice, as we march and obey.
So laugh and rejoice, when "Tippy Top" is spoken, But remember, it's action that won't leave us broken. Q+ may jest and entertain for a while, But true change requires more than a smile.
In this political theater, so absurd and surreal, Let's keep our eyes open, our senses ideal. For the swamp won't vanish with just a small flop, Let's work together, and truly drain it from the top!
Gather 'round, dear Anons, let me spin a tale, Of Q+ and their past Easter requests, without fail. But let's keep our wits about us, my friends, And not get too juicy in our bits when the story bends.
Oh, the requests fulfilled, they were quite a sight, Anons rejoiced, their excitement took flight. But let's not lose our heads, in a frenzy we soar, Keep those panties dry, and we'll settle the score.
Q reminded us, there's more yet to reveal, Multiple years left of the plan, for the truth to unseal. So resist the urge to soak your lingerie, Stay focused and determined, come what may.
While Q+'s words may tickle, make us chuckle, Remember, dear Anons, we're in this kerfuffle. It's action and evidence that will make a dent, Not the state of our undergarments, all wet and spent.
So muster your memes, oh digital crusaders, But keep those panties tidy, like well-mannered waiters. For the fight against the swamp is our noble quest, Not an excuse for a laundry emergency request.
Oh Anons, let's cherish the laughter and glee, But keep those undies dry, let's all agree. For in the end, it's our vigilance that won't stop, And our dedication that makes Anons truly Tippy Top.