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Cake day: January 23rd, 2025

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  • Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the most chaotic debate in Washington! The House chamber is absolutely erupting as AOC and Mike Johnson go toe-to-toe over the latest bill! Johnson has the floor, but AOC is having none of it! She’s firing back with point after point, the chamber roaring like a sold-out arena! Oh, wait! AOC is getting out of her chair. She’s sprinting down the aisle. Here comes Steve Scalise. He’s up and running toward her. Holy cow! Ihan Omar is running across the table tops! She’s leapt into the air. Wow! Flying side kick straight into Scalise. She’s got him down on the floor and is pummeling him mercilessly. Hakeem Jeffries is…uh…lying back in his chair, talking on the phone with his donors. More on that later, but back to the action! Here comes Jim Jordan and he’s got a chair! He’s taking a swing at AOC, and oh my god! It’s Adam Schiff with a gavel! Right to the head! Jordan is out! AOC has reached the podium. She’s got Johnson by the Collar, making him look like a dork made of limp spaghetti noodles, which is his baseline, but perhaps he looks it more now than ever. She’s got him up. Oh my, wow, right through the table! AOC has slammed Mike Johnson right through a table on the house floor! One! Two! Three! He’s out cold! The Sergeant at Arms Raises AOCs hand in the air! H.R. 11,001 passes the House by TKO! The bill to outlaw recreational immigrant hunting is going to the Senate!





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    Angel

    Sarah McLachlan


    Spend all your time waiting

    For that second chance

    For a break that would make it okay

    There’s always some reason

    To feel not good enough

    And it’s hard at the end of the day

    I need some distraction

    Oh a beautiful release

    Memories seep from my veins

    Let me be empty

    Oh and weightless and maybe

    I’ll find some peace tonight

    In the arms of the angel

    Fly away from here

    From this dark cold hotel room

    And the endlessness that you fear

    You are pulled from the wreckage

    Of your silent reverie

    You’re in the arms of the angel

    May you find some comfort here

    So tired of the straight line

    And everywhere you turn

    There’s vultures and thieves at your back

    And the storm keeps on twisting

    You keep on building the lies

    That you make up for all that you lack

    It don’t make no difference

    Escaping one last time

    It’s easier to believe

    In this sweet madness

    Oh this glorious sadness

    That brings me to my knees

    In the arms of the angel

    Fly away from here

    From this dark cold hotel room

    And the endlessness that you fear

    You are pulled from the wreckage

    Of your silent reverie

    You’re in the arms of the angel

    May you find some comfort here

    You’re in the arms of the angel

    May you find some comfort here