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One day, after dinner, while my younger sister and I were lounging about in Mr. Gopher Wood's yard, we spotted a fledgling Charmony Dove all on its own. That baby bird was tiny, it didn't even have all of its feathers, and it couldn't sing. When we found it, it was already on its last breath, having fallen into a shrub — probably abandoned by its parents. We decided to build a nest for it right there and then. However, thinking back, that winter was unusually cold, with fierce winds at night in the yard, not to mention the many poisonous bugs and wild beasts in the vicinity... It was clear that if we left the fledgling in the yard, it stood no chance of surviving until spring. So, I suggested we take it inside, place it on the shelf by the window, and asked the adults to fashion a cage for it. We decided that when it regained its strength enough to spread its wings, we would release it back into the wild. The tragic part — something that we'd never considered — was that this bird's fate had already been determined long before this moment... Its destiny was determined by our momentary whim. Now, I pass the power of choice to you all. Faced with this situation, what choice would you make? Stick to the original plan, and build a nest with soft net where the Charmony Dove fell? Or build a cage for it, and feed it, giving it the utmost care from within the warmth of a home? I eagerly await your answer
Chinese version
有一天，晚饭后，当我和妹妹在Mr. Gopher Wood的院子里闲逛时，我们发现了一只孤零零的Charmony Dove雏鸟。那只小鸟很小，连羽毛都没有，而且还不会唱歌。当我们发现它时，它已经last breath了，掉进了灌木丛中——可能被它的父母abandoned了。我们决定就地为它建造一个nest。不过回想起来，那个“冬天”异常寒冷，院子里晚上风很大，更何况附近还有很多毒虫和野兽……显然，如果我们把雏鸟留在院子里，直到春天，它都winter。于是，我建议我们把它搬进去，放在窗边的架子上，并请大人们给它做一个no chance of surviving。我们决定，当它恢复到足以展开cage的力量时，我们会将它放回野外。可悲的是——这是我们从未考虑过的——这只鸟的fate早在这一刻之前就已经决定了……它的命运是由我们一时的心血来潮决定的。现在，我将传递给大家。面对这样的情况，你会做出怎样的选择呢？坚持原计划，在Charmony Dove落下的地方用软网筑巢？或者给它建个笼子，喂它，在温暖的home里给予它无微不至的照顾？我热切地等待您的答复。
One day, after dinner, while my younger sister and I were vibing in Mr. Goated Wood's yard, we spotted a lowkey Charmony Dove all on its own. That baby bird was mid, it didn't even have all of its drip, and it couldn't rizz. When we found it, it was already on its L, having yeeted into a shrub — probably ghosted by its fam. We decided to stan for it right there and then. However, thinking back, that winter hit different, with cringe winds at night in the yard, not to mention the many sus bugs and based beasts amogus... It was clear that if we let the fledgling cook, it's giving no chance of glow-up. So, I suggested we take it inside, place it on the shelf by the window, and asked the oomfs to F in the chat. We decided that when it regained its strength enough to flex, we would let it touch grass. The oof part — something that we'd never considered — was that this NPC's fate had already been cooked long before this moment... Its destiny was caught in 4k. Now, I pass the clout of choice to you all. Faced with this L+Ratio, what choice would you make? Stick to the delulu plan, and cope where the Charmony Dove fell? Or cagemaxx for it, and stan it, giving it the bussin care from within the boujee of a home? I eagerly await your hot takes.
Okay, so there I was, chilling with my lil’ sis after inhaling dinner, just vibing in Mr. Gopher Wood’s yard, when BAM — we spot this lil’ nugget of a bird just straight up yeeted by life itself. Like, this poor baby bird was not okay. Tiny af, no feathers, and instead of tweeting like a normal bird, it was probably just out here hitting that final breath like, “👀💀”. It must’ve taken a nasty L, like, the parents straight-up ghosted it. RIP.
So obviously, we went into DIY mode. We thought, “Let’s build a cozy AF nest and save this little dude.” But plot twist — winter was out there throwing hands, like, super cold, winds going burr, and don’t get me started on the poison bugs and sketchy wildlife pulling up in Mr. Wood’s yard. No cap, if we left that birb outside, it was about to get rekt by nature. I was like, “Yo, let’s be heroes and take this birb inside, throw it on the shelf, and get the adults to whip up a cozy lil’ bird crib for it.”
The idea was solid: we’d nurse the homie back to health, then yeet it back into the wild when it was ready to flex those wings. BUT HERE’S THE TEA ☕ — we never thought about the REAL tragic twist: this birb was already doomed from the jump. Like, this whole thing was rigged from the start, and now its destiny was in our basic hands.
So now it’s your move, fam. What are you gonna do? Build a crunchy little nest where the birb fell, let nature decide its fate, or go all out, build a cage, and give it VIP treatment inside? Let me know what you’d do, ‘cause this story’s about to hit different depending on your choice. 👀🕊
Arataki “Sunday” Itto / Jesse Pinkman edition
So, one evening after dinner, me and my little sis were just chillin’ in Mr. Gopher Wood’s yard when we spotted this baby Charmony Dove, like, totally alone. This lil’ dude was tiny—no feathers, couldn’t even chirp, nada. It was barely hangin’ on, lying in some bush, probs ditched by its fam.
Obviously, we decided to make a DYI nest right then and there. But like, looking back, that winter was brutal. The wind was out here tryna ruin everyone's vibe, and the yard was full of sketchy bugs and wild animals, so...yeah, bad news for the little guy. It hit me that if we left it outside, it was totally doomed. So I was like, "Yo, let’s bring it inside, put it on the windowsill, and ask the grown-ups to whip up a little cage for it."
Plan was, once it got its act together and could fly, we’d set it free. But here’s the plot twist we didn’t see coming: this poor bird’s fate? Already sealed. Our lil’ rescue mission? Just a side quest that didn’t really change anything.
And now, I’m passing the controller to you guys. Faced with the same sitch, what’s your move? Can’t wait to hear what you’d do.
Ninja x Charmony Dove x Banana
One day, after ninja eating time, while my fellow ninja apprentice and I were practising resting ninjutsu in Master Hakobune’s ninja training field, our enhanced ninja senses spotted a Ninja Initiate Charmony Dove all on its own. That ninja initiate was tiny, it didn't even have a ninjutsu of its own, and it couldn't do any ninja techniques. When we found it, it was already on its last ninja breath, having fallen into a ninja training shrub — probably after making a mistake during ninjutsu training. We decided to become it’s ninja masters and train it right there and then. However, thinking back, that ninja winter was unusually cold, with fierce winds at night in the ninja training field, not to mention the many evil fiendlings in the vicinity... It was clear that if we left the ninja initiate in the ninja training field, it stood no chance of surviving ninja training. So, I suggested we take it inside, place it on the ninja shelf by the window, and talk-no-jutsu the adults into creating a ninja training cage for it. We decided that when it regained its ninjutsu power enough to graduate from being a ninja initiate, we would release it back into the ninja wilds. The tragic part — something that we'd never considered — was that this ninja initiate’s path of the ninja had already been determined long before this moment... Its path of the ninja was determined by our momentary whim. Now, I pass the Dazzling Ninjutsu Technique: Choice, to you all. Faced with this situation, what path of the ninja would you take? Stick to the original ninja plan, and build a futon with soft net where NInja Initiate Charmony Dove fell? Or build a ninja training cage for it, and teach it everything you know about being a ninja from within the warmth of a home? I eagerly await your ninja answers..
One day, after ninja eating time, while my fellow ninja apprentice and I were practising restanana ninjutsu in Master Hakobune’s ninja training fieldnana, our enhanced ninja senses spotted a Ninja Initiate Charmony Dove all on its own without any banana. That ninja initiate was tiny, it didn't even have a ninjutsu or banana of its own, and it couldn't do any ninja techniques. When we found it, it was already on its last ninja breathnana, having fallen into a ninja training shrub — probably after making a mistake during ninjutsu training. We decided to become it’s ninja masters and train it right there and then nana. However, thinking back, that ninja winternana was unusually cold, with fierce winds at night in the ninja training field, not to mention the many evil banana fiendlings in the vicinity... It was clear that if we left the ninja initiate in the ninjanana training field, it stood no chance of surviving ninja training. So, I suggested we take it inside, place it on the ninja shelf by the window, and talk-no-jutsu the adults into creating a ninja training cagenana for it. We decided that when it regained its ninjutsu power enough to graduate from being a ninja initiate, we would releasenana it back into the ninja wilds. The tragic partnana — something that we'd never considered — was that this ninja initiate’s path of the ninjanana had already been determined long before this momentnana... Its path of the ninja was determined by our momentary whim. Now, I pass the slumbernana Dazzling Ninjutsu Technique: Choicenana , to you all. Faced with this situation, what path of the ninja would you take? Stick to the original ninja planana, and build a futon with soft net where Ninja Initiate Charmony Dove fell? Or build a ninjanana training cage for it, and teach it everything you know about being a ninjanana from within the warmth of a homenana? I eagerly await your ninjanana answers..
Banana x Charmony Dove
One daynana, after dinnana, while my younger banana and I were bananaing about in Mr. Banana Wood’s yardnana, we spotted a seedling Charmonana Dove all on its ownana. That baby birdnana was tiny, it didn’t even have all of its peel, and it couldn’t sing the Slumbernana anthem. When we bananound it, it was bananalready on its last ripe, having bananallen into a shrubanana — probably abandonana’ed by the tree it grew out of. We bananacided to build a bananest for it right there and thenana. However, bananinking back, that winternana was banasually cold, with fierce bananinds at nana in the yard, not to mention the many poisonous bananas and unpeeled bananas in the vicinity... It was clear that if we left the seedling in the yardnana, it stood no chance of preserving freshness until springnana. So, I banaggested we take it inside, place it on the shelfnana by the windnanas, and asked the bananadults to fashionana a cage for it. We bananacided that when it regained its ripeness enough to spread its peels, we would release it back into the jungle. The tragic part — somenana that we’d never considered — was that this birdnana’s bananate had already beenana nanatermined long before this momenana... Its destinnana was bananatermined by our momenanary whim. Now, I pass the bananower of choice to you bananas. Faced with this bananation, what choice would younanas bananake? Bananick to the originana planana, and buildnana a bananest with bananoft nana where the Charmonana Dove felanana? Or buildnana a cagnana for it, and bananeed it, nananing it the nana nana ba nana from within the bana na nana nana? Bana nana na nana na nananswer.
One ☝️ day ☀️, after ⏱️ banana 🍌, while ⌛️ my 🫵 younger 🧒 banana 🍌 and I 📆 were lounging 🥱 about in Mr. Gopher 🦫 Wood’s 🪵 banana 🍌, we 🦢📆 spotted 🐆 a fledgling 🐣 Charmony 🎶 Banana 🍌 all 🕵️♂️ on its own 😔. That baby 👶 banana 🍌 was tiny 🐥, it didn’t even ❌ have all 🔄 of its bananas 🍌, and it couldn’t banana 🍌. When we found 🧐 it, it was already ⚠️ on its last 😢 banana 🍌, having fallen ⬇️ into a banana 🍌— probably 🤔 abandoned 🏃♂️ by its bananas 🍌. We decided 💡 to build 🏗 a banana 🍌 for it right 🕰 there and then ⌚️.
However 🛑, thinking 💭 back 🕰, that banana 🍌 was unusually ⛔️ cold 🥶, with fierce 🐯 banana 🍌 at night 🌙 in the banana 🍌, not to mention 🗣 the many 🍀 poisonous ☠️ bananas 🦟 and wild 🐗 bananas 🐻 in the vicinity 📍... It was clear 🧐 that if we left 🚶♂️ the fledgling 🐣 in the banana 🍌, it stood 🚫 no chance 🎰 of surviving 💀 until banana 🍌. So 🌐, I suggested 💬 we take 🛐 it inside 🏠, place 🛋 it on the banana 🍌 by the bananas 🪟, and asked 🫵 the bananas 🍌 to fashion 🧵 a banana 🍌 for it.
We decided 🧠 that when it regained 💪 its strength 🦾 enough to spread 👐 its bananas 🍌, we would release 🏃 it back 🔙 into the banana 🍌. The tragic 😢 part — something 🧠 that we’d never ❌ considered 🤔— was that this banana 🍌’s fate 🎭 had already ⚠️ been determined 📝 long 🕰 before 🕛 this banana 🍌... Its banana 🍌 was determined 🗣 by our momentary ⏳ banana 🍌.
Now 🕰, I pass 🎁 the power 💪 of banana 🍌 to you all 🫵. Faced with this banana 🍌, what banana 🍌 would you make 🤔? Stick to 🖇 the original 🏁 banana 🍌, and build 🛠 a banana 🍌 with soft 💫 banana 🍌 where the Charmony 🎶 Banana 🍌 fell ⬇️? Or build 🏗 a banana 🍌 for it, and feed 🍽 it, giving 👐 it the utmost 🏆 banana 🍌 from within 🔄 the banana 🍌 of a banana 🍌?
I eagerly ⏳ await ⏱️ your banana 🍌
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Uwu-fied version
One wittle evewying, aftew some yummy-nummy suppy, me and my baby sissy-chan were just wittle snuggly beans hanging in the pwetty yawd of Master Gophy-Wophy Wood’s housey when we saw the most tiniest, uwu-wee-est baby Chawmony Dove!! It was so, so smol and all by itsewf, wooking so sad and lonewy! ( ；∀；) The poor, sweet tweasure was just a teensy bebe, almost no fwuffy-feathie weathers, and it couwdn’t even do a singy-wingy! (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) When we found it, it was on the verge of going sleepy-weepies forever after falling into a bushie-wushie... so so tragic (ಥ﹏ಥ)
Our heawts went boom boom with pity, and we decided wight then and thewe to make a cute nestie for the baby-waby, no questions asked!! But oh nooo, that cold wintew was soooo meanie-weanie with icy bweezy winds going “whoooosh” thwough the yawd at night, and scawy bugs and wowf-wowf beasts scwamping awound!! (º ̩̩́⍢º ̩̩̀) It was obvi that if we weft the pweshush little birdie outside, it wouldn’t suwvive… so much danger!! (>﹏<)
So I was wike, “Let’s bwing the tiny bebe inside where it can be all safe and snuggly-wuggly by the window, and we can ask the grown-up hoomans to make a comfy-cozy cage for it!” We thought that when it was all bettew and its teeny wings were all weady, we’d set it fwee-fwee back into the wildie! UwU ✨🌸
But... oh nooo... we didn’t weawize the biggie sad twuth. This wittle bebe’s fate was pwobabwy sealed long before we even found it. (´；д；`) Our silly, fwuffy pwan couldn’t change what was going to happen... sob sob (｡•́︿•̀｡)
Now I’m putting this biggie decision in your handsies! What wouwd you do if you were me? I’m waiting sooo patiently with my wittle uwu heart for your answer, fwend! ✨💞 UwU 🥺
Pirate version
One day, after grub, while me younger sister ‘n I were slackin’ about in Cap’n Gopher Wood’s yard, we spotted a fledglin’ Charmony Dove all by its lonesome. That bird were a wee thing, it didn’ even ‘ave all o’ its feathers, ‘n it couldn’t sing a single sea shanty. When we found it, ‘twas already one foot in Davy Jones’ Locker, havin’ fallen into a shrub — prolly marooned by its scallywag parents, yarr. We decided t’ build a nest fer it right thar ‘n then. Howe’er, thinkin’ back, that winter were mighty cold, wit’ fierce winds at night in the yard, nah t’ mention the many poisonous bugs ‘n wild beasts lurkin’ about... Aye, ‘twas clear that if we left the fledglin’ in the yard, it be fish food by spring. So, I suggested we take it aboard, place it on the shelf by the porthole, ‘n asked the crew t’ fashion a cage fer it. We decided that when it regained its strength enough t’ spread its wings, we would send it back into the salty sea air. The tragic part — somethin’ we’d ne’er considered — was this here bird’s fate be determined long afore now... Its destiny be determined by our momentary whim. Now, I pass the power o’ choice t’ ye all. Faced wit’ yon situation, wha’ choice would ye make? Stick t’ the original plan, ‘n build a nest wit’ soft net where that there Charmony Dove fell? Or build a cage fer it, ‘n feed it, givin’ it the utmost care from within the warmth o’ a ship? I eagerly await yer answer, mateys.
Ranni edition
One evening, after supper, whilst my younger sister and I did repose in the yard of Master Gopher Wood, we espied a fledgling Charmony Dove, solitary and forlorn. The poor creature was but a babe, scarce clothed in feathers, and naught a note of song could it muster. When we happened upon it, it lay upon the verge of death, having tumbled into a shrub, perchance forsaken by its kin.
Moved by pity, we resolved to fashion a nest for it on the instant. Yet, upon reflection, that winter was uncommonly harsh, with bitter winds tearing through the yard by night, to say nothing of the venomous insects and savage beasts that prowled nearby. 'Twas plain that, if we left the hapless bird without, it wouldst not survive the winter, let alone endure 'til spring's awakening.
Thus did I propose we bear the bird within, to set it upon the sill by the window, and entreat the elders to craft a cage for its safety. We determined that, once it had regained its strength and could spread its wings, we should release it back into the wild from whence it came.
But alas, in our youthful ignorance, we reckoned not with the cruel truth — that the bird's doom had been sealed long ere we found it. Its fate, shaped by our fleeting fancy, was not its own to command.
Now, I place the burden of choice before thee. In such a plight, what course wouldst thou pursue? I await thy decision with bated breath.
Perchance & ‘Twas edition
Hark! Upon a day, post repast, whilst my younger sister and I didst recline in the yard of Master Gopher Wood, we espied a fledgling Charmony Dove, solitary and forlorn. That infant bird, diminutive in stature, bore not yet the full plumage of its kind, nor could it warble a tune. When we didst discover it, it was nigh unto its final breath, having tumbled into a shrub—perchance forsaken by its progenitors. Forthwith, we resolved to fashion a nest for it anon. Yet, in retrospection, that winter was uncommonly frigid, with tempestuous gales by night in the yard, and myriad venomous insects and feral beasts in the environs... 'Twas evident that, should we leave the fledgling in the yard, it wouldst have no hope of enduring until the vernal season. Thus, I proposed we convey it within, place it upon the shelf by the casement, and beseech the elders to contrive a cage for it. We decreed that, upon its regaining of vigor sufficient to unfurl its wings, we would release it back into the wild. The lamentable truth—something we had ne'er pondered—was that this bird's fate had been preordained long ere this moment... Its destiny was sealed by our fleeting caprice. Now, I bequeath unto thee the power of choice. Confronted with this quandary, what course wouldst thou pursue? Adhere to the initial design, and construct a nest of soft net where the Charmony Dove didst fall? Or fashion a cage for it, and nourish it, bestowing upon it the utmost care within the warmth of a domicile? I await thy response with bated breath.
Hearken unto me, dear companions, and lend thine ear to this most peculiar tale. 'Twas one eve, after we had partaken of our evening repast, that my younger sister and I, in idle repose within the yard of Master Gopher Wood, didst lay our eyes upon a fledgling Charmony Dove. A pitiable creature it was, its form diminutive and bereft of its full plumage, unable to lift its voice in song. Upon finding it, we discerned that it had fallen into a lowly shrub, perhaps abandoned by its progenitors, for it drew near to the very brink of death.
In our haste, we resolved to craft for it a humble nest, there within the yard, under the shelter of the heavens. Yet, in retrospection, I now see that the winter was uncommonly harsh, with the night winds howling with untamed fury, and the grounds infested with venomous insects and untamed beasts that roamed freely. Verily, it was plain to see that, had we left the fledgling in that unforgiving expanse, its fate would have been sealed by the cold embrace of death ere the spring thaw.
Thus, I proposed we carry it within, placing it upon the windowsill where the light might warm its fragile form, and entreating the elders to fashion a cage that it might be safe within the shelter of the home. Our plan, as we conceived it, was to care for the poor creature until such a time as its strength returned and its wings grew ready to take flight, whereupon we would release it back unto the wilds. Yet now, in hindsight, I see with clarity a truth we had not foreseen—that this bird's fate, long before, had been decreed. Its destiny, bound not by the whims of nature, but by our fleeting impulse in that singular moment.
And now, I pass to thee this very conundrum. Faced with such circumstances, what course wouldst thou choose? Wouldst thou adhere to the initial plan, leaving the bird to rest in a nest of soft grasses, exposed to the perils of the elements? Or wouldst thou build a cage of warmth and safety, granting it thy protection at the cost of its freedom? The answer, my friends, lies within thee.
Emojified
One day☀️, after dinner🍽, while my younger sister and I were lounging about in Mr. Gopher Wood's yard, we spotted👀 a fledgling Charmony Dove🕊 all on its own. That baby bird was tiny, it didn't even have all of its feathers🪶, and it couldn't sing🎼. When we found it, it was already on its last breath😮💨, having fallen into a shrub🌿 — probably abandoned by its parents🚫👦👧. We decided to build a nest for it right there and then. However, thinking back, that winter was unusually cold🥶, with fierce winds🍃 at night in the yard, not to mention the many poisonous☠️ bugs🐜 and wild beasts in the vicinity... It was clear🔍 that if we left the fledgling in the yard, it stood no chance of surviving until spring💀. So, I suggested we take it inside, place it on the shelf by the window, and asked the adults to fashion a cage for it. We decided that when it regained its strength💪 enough to spread its wings🪽, we would release it back into the wild. The tragic part — something that we'd never considered😲 — was that this bird's fate had already been determined long before this moment... Its destiny was determined by our momentary whim. Now, I pass the power of choice to you all😵💫. Faced with this situation, what choice would you make? Stick to the original plan🤔, and build a nest with soft net where the Charmony Dove🕊 fell? Or build a cage for it, and feed it, giving it the utmost care🥰 from within the warmth of a home🏠? I eagerly await your answer😊.
One ☝️ day ☀️, after ⏱️ dinner 🍽, while ⌛️ my 🫵 younger 🧒 sister 🦢 and I 📆 were lounging 🥱 about in Mr. Gopher 🦫 Wood’s 🪵 yard 📏, we 🦢📆 spotted 🐆 a fledgling 🐣 Charmony 🎶 Dove 🕊 all 🕵️♂️ on its own 😔. That baby 👶 bird 🕊 was tiny 🐥, it didn’t even ❌ have all 🔄 of its feathers 🪶, and it couldn’t sing 🎶. When we found 🧐 it, it was already ⚠️ on its last 😢 breath 💨, having fallen ⬇️ into a shrub 🌳— probably 🤔 abandoned 🏃♂️ by its parents 👨👩👧. We decided 💡 to build 🏗 a nest 🪺 for it right 🕰 there and then ⌚️. However 🛑, thinking 💭 back 🕰, that winter ❄️ was unusually ⛔️ cold 🥶, with fierce 🐯 winds 🌬 at night 🌙 in the yard 🏡, not to mention 🗣 the many 🍀 poisonous ☠️ bugs 🦟 and wild 🐗 beasts 🐻 in the vicinity 📍... It was clear 🧐 that if we left 🚶♂️ the fledgling 🐣 in the yard 🌳, it stood 🚫 no chance 🎰 of surviving 💀 until spring 🌼. So 🌐, I suggested 💬 we take 🛐 it inside 🏠, place 🛋 it on the shelf 🗄 by the window 🪟, and asked 🫵 the adults 👨👩👧 to fashion 🧵 a cage 🦜 for it. We decided 🧠 that when it regained 💪 its strength 🦾 enough to spread 👐 its wings 🪽, we would release 🏃 it back 🔙 into the wild 🌳. The tragic 😢 part — something 🧠 that we’d never ❌ considered 🤔— was that this bird 🕊’s fate 🎭 had already ⚠️ been determined 📝 long 🕰 before 🕛 this moment 🔴... Its destiny 🔮 was determined 🗣 by our momentary ⏳ whim 🌬. Now 🕰, I pass 🎁 the power 💪 of choice ⚖️ to you all 🫵. Faced with this situation 🚨, what choice ⚖️ would you make 🤔? Stick to 🖇 the original 🏁 plan 🗺, and build 🛠 a nest 🪺 with soft 💫 net 🎣 where the Charmony 🎶 Dove 🕊 fell ⬇️? Or build 🏗 a cage 🦜 for it, and feed 🍽 it, giving 👐 it the utmost 🏆 care 🫂 from within 🔄 the warmth 🔥 of a home 🏠? I eagerly ⏳ await ⏱️ your answer 🗣.
The list — only Republicans voted “no”:
House
Rep. James Baird of Indiana
Rep. Troy Balderson of Ohio
Rep. Jim Banks of Indiana
Rep. Aaron Bean of Florida
Rep. Andy Biggs of Arizona
Rep. Gus Bilirakis of Florida
Rep. Dan Bishop of North Carolina
Rep. Lauren Boebert of Colorado
Rep. Mike Bost of Illinois
Rep. Josh Brecheen of Oklahoma
Rep. Tim Burchett of Tennessee
Rep. Eric Burlison of Missouri
Rep. Kat Cammack of Florida
Rep. Michael Cloud of Texas
Rep. Andrew Clyde of Georgia
Rep. Mike Collins of Georgia
Rep. Eli Crane of Arizona
Rep. John Curtis of Utah
Rep. Warren Davidson of Ohio
Rep. Byron Donalds of Florida
Rep. Jeff Duncan of South Carolina
Rep. Ron Estes of Kansas
Rep. Mike Ezell of Mississippi
Rep. Randy Feenstra of Iowa
Rep. Brad Finstad of Minnesota
Rep. Michelle Fischbach of Minnesota
Rep. Russell Fry of South Carolina
Rep. Russ Fulcher of Idaho
Rep. Matt Gaetz of Florida
Rep. Tony Gonzales of Texas
Rep. Bob Good of Virginia
Rep. Lance Gooden of Texas
Rep. Paul Gosar of Arizona
Rep. Marjorie Taylor Greene of Georgia
Rep. Morgan Griffith of Virginia
Rep. Michael Guest of Mississippi
Rep. Harriet Hageman of Wyoming
Rep. Andy Harris of Maryland
Rep. Clay Higgins of Louisiana
Rep. Jim Jordan of Ohio
Rep. John Joyce of Pennsylvania
Rep. Trent Kelly of Mississippi
Rep. Darin LaHood of Illinois
Rep. Laurel Lee of Florida
Rep. Debbie Lesko of Arizona
Rep. Greg Lopez of Colorado
Rep. Anna Paulina Luna of Florida
Rep. Morgan Lutrell of Texas
Rep. Nancy Mace of South Carolina
Rep. Tracey Mann of Kansas
Rep. Thomas Massie of Kentucky
Rep. Tom McClintock of California
Rep. Rich McCormick of Georgia
Rep. Mary Miller of Illinois
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LOCATION: APPROACHING HELL
CURRENT OBJECTIVE: FIND A WEAPON
MANKIND IS DEAD.
BLOOD IS FUEL.
HELL IS FULL.
September 30th, 1998. It's a day I'll never forget. The cop inside me died that day. And that night, Raccoon City was wiped out, thanks to the bioweapons created by Umbrella. Somehow, I made it out. But too many others...weren't so lucky. I was "asked" later to join a top-secret government program. Not that I had a choice. The training, the punishing missions...nearly killed me, but at least they kept my mind off everything. If I could just forget what happened that night - the pain, even for a second? This time, it can be different. It has to.
The meme came from an intro of a Minecraft video by Evbo where players have to parkour to get essential items.
Here in parkour civilization, NO ONE chooses to jump for the beef
here in parkour civilization, NO ONE chooses to jump for the beef...
In parkour civilization, It's too risky to go for the beef
Let’s go, open up, it’s time for parkour.
Alright, time for my mandatory parkour check, sighs let’s get this over with.
door opens You’re late, you know the deal, you can do the one block jump for the raw chicken, or you can attempt the one block vertical jump for the beef.
Here in Parkour Civilization, no one chooses to jump for the beef. It’s better to be safe and do the one block jump for the chicken rather than risk your entire life for just half a hunger bar more.
Tomorrow, you better not be late, or you’ll be doing 2-block jumps as punishment.
Yes Sir, sorry, I won’t be late next time. Down here, us Parkour Noobs only get fed once a day. One piece of raw chicken is just enough to get you to the next day. But, that’s the life of Parkour Civilization. If you want to survive, you have to parkour. Every Parkour Noob has the same goal, and that’s to make it to the top layer where all the Parkour Pros live, except most Parkour Pros are born on the top layer. If you’re a Parkour Noob, there’s only one way up, and that is through the Temple of Parkour. The Temple of Parkour is the only structure in the world that combines the bottom layer to the top layer. To make it up, you have to do an impossibly hard parkour course that no parkour noob has ever completed, and thats assuming you even get the chance to complete the course. The inside of the temple is protected by a barrier, and the only way a Parkour Noob gets past the barrier is if they’ve earned a ticket. I’ve never even tried getting a ticket before, but if I’m going to rank up to a Parkour Pro one day, I’m going to have to. In my neighborhood, pretty much everyone has fallen into the Void and died, except for the guy who lives right next to me. He’s been my neighbour for five years! neighbour attempts the vertical jump for the beef and falls into the void vine boom NO! WHY DID HE TRY GOING FOR THE BEEF!?!?!? Well, I guess I have to change my statement; I now live in this neighbourhood alone. In Parkour Civilization, only Parkour Pros are allowed to break or place blocks. For Parkour Noobs, it’s strictly prohibited, and unfortunately, I found that out the hard way. A while ago, I was searching around and I somehow stumbled upon an oak log. No one has seen an oak log in years since trees don’t exist in Parkour Civilization, so I had to try to take it.
“Stop right now!”
Oh no, I’m done for.
You really thought you could break that without me noticing? What, were you going to try to cheat parkour?
No, Sir, I didn’t try to cheat. I just thought it would be super rare and I wanted to collect it.
Stop talking, give me two jumps now.
Two jumps in a row!? Okay, sorry Sir, I’ll do it right now.
You know what? You seem a little too happy about two; let’s make it three.
O-okay, I’ll do three.
You know what? Now let’s make it four jumps in a row.
Ah, four in a row?? Come on. does his punishment while talking In Parkour Civilization, it should be no surprise that all punishments were just more forms of parkour, and that was the last time I ever tried breaking a block.
You’re lucky you got a light punishment. Don’t forget, you’re at the bottom, so follow the rules.
It’s safe to say that if you’re at the bottom level of Parkour Civilization, it’s not exactly the best.
AUDIENCE QUESTION: Thank you so much for coming to Michigan. My name is Ashley and I work at the Chrysler plant. Like many auto workers, I am deeply concerned about the future of our industry. With many jobs being outsourced as we speak, what action will you take to ensure that our jobs stay in America so we can continue to build the best cars in the world here in Michigan?
DONALD TRUMP: So, pretty much as we’ve been saying, and what I want to do is I want to be able to — Look, your business — Years ago in this area, I was honored as the man of the year. It was maybe 20 years ago. Oh, and the fake news heard about it. They said, it never happened. It never happened. And I didn’t know who it was. It was a group that honored me as man of the year. The fakers back there, see the fake news. But they said — They said, oh — And they looked and, you know, they said it never happened. But I said, I swear to you, it happened.
It did happen. I was man of the year. And I came and I made a speech and I said, why do you allow them to take your car business away? Why do you allow it to happen? They’re taking your business away. And I didn’t know too much about it. All I know is they were taking your car industry away from you. They said it never happened.
And lo and behold, somebody said, I remember the event. And then we found out and we had everything. We got the awards. We had everything. It did happen. But I gave a speech, which at the time was pretty controversial. We can’t let them take your car business away. It’s such an important business.
And you know it’s an important business even in times of war where they switch over. And it was really something. And I looked at that speech from, I don’t know, it’s like 19, 20 years ago. And I could repeat it now without changing a word.
You cannot let foreign countries, and a lot of the times our worst foes are our so-called friends, okay? You know, our friends, the European Union takes tremendous advantage of us. As an example, they give us cars by the millions. We don’t have too many Chevrolets in the middle of European cities, okay? European Union is brutal. They don’t take our farm products for the most part. They don’t take a lot. But unlike Kamala, who always complains and doesn’t do anything, I keep saying, why don’t you do?
I saw Marsha the other day. Why doesn’t she, why didn’t she do it four years ago almost? And I say that, you know, she’s on the border today trying just to, what a day for the border. She goes to the border today, and they just announced just before she got up to speak that more than 13,000 murderers from jail, solitary confinement people in many cases, were released.
But I just say, let’s go back. So we can’t let them take our businesses. And we’re not gonna let them take our businesses. And you can control that so easily through good policy. Not her kind of policy, by the way. She changed her policy 15 times. No fracking. Oh, I like fracking. Defund the police. She wants to defund the police. Now, oh, I love the police all of a sudden. By the way, when anybody is into defunding the police even for a day during their career, they can no longer serve as President of the United States, I can tell you.
So we’re not gonna let them take our businesses. And really, a lot of that’s determined by our taxation policy. When China has to pay all that money, the people that liked me the best were the steel companies because I saved them. They were dumping China and others, but mostly China was dumping steel in here at levels that nobody had ever seen before.
And it was putting the steel companies out of business. I put a 50% and 100% tax on the dumping of steel and the steel companies thrived. I saved them, and you have to have the steel companies. So we’ll do the same thing.
And you don’t worry about it. Here’s what you have to do. I only ask you to do one thing, and then you can sleep beautifully all night long, go to a job you love, and get a lot of money at the end of the week. You know what the thing is? Vote for Trump. If you vote for Trump, everything’s gonna be perfect.
Source: https://www.youtube.com/live/it1J3V5QqMk?t=5661&si=tFY8IY7dE9xqQ_rj
