For fucks sake, not even my gran uses Malarkey, and she remembers Franklin Roosevelt being in office, even if when she was just a kid. Jesus Joe, retire or just plain die; your staffers have shit design ethos and slogan design. I'm not even bringing up your scumbag of a son and I'm just plain embarrassed for you you senile old man.
In other news, the following candidates have released their campaign slogans:
Booker: "We Must Defeat MacDuff, Untimely Ripped From His Mother's Womb!"
Warren: "Smokum Peace Pipe!"
Buttigieg: "Definitely Not Your Grandmother's Gangbang!"
HArris: "I'm, Like, Groovey, Man!"
Sanders: "I Like the Coolies, and The Coolies Like Me!"
Beto's Vaudeville re-enactment unfortaunately didn't resonate with voters, but the other candidates, in reaching for memories of a better past, feel they've hit paydirt.
Candidate Gabbard spoke to reporters, disappointed with the support her opponents have received, finishing: "Whose fucking hair do you have to sniff, anyways, to get a little support?"
Several seven year old girls present, not realizing Gabbard was speaking rhetorically, raised their hands enthusiastically, asking her: "Maybe Joe Biden's?"
No word yet on when Bloomberg will join the affray and don a Rockefeller-esque top hat, monocle, and spatz.