🚨 BREAKING: Senate voted 61-35 to advance the Laken Riley Act
Here is the list of the 35 Democrat Senators who voted "No" on advancing the Laken Riley Act:
@ReverendWarnock voted No.
Just so we’re clear: the people worried about families being separated because of deportation made your grandma die alone in the hospital during Covid.
Happy 54th Birthday to Silk. May God continue to Bless you and Thank you for continuing the Legacy of Diamond and Silk.
Join us in wishing this Beautiful, Strong and Amazing woman a Fabulous Birthday.
We Love you Silk. Enjoy your special day!
~Diamond and Silk Dream Team
@DC_Draino Even if the weather was going to be good, I was concerned about thousands of people gathered outdoors. There would have been no where to run if escape had been necessary.
I am rather perturbed, nay, I am downright alarmed.
The Lady of the Manor bestowed upon me this morning a gift, accompanied by the nonchalant remark, "Here's your Happy Saturday gift," as she sauntered towards the breakfast room, macchiato in hand. My initial smile of delight swiftly morphed into one of scepticism, and I regarded her with palpable suspicion, probing the sudden, inexplicable magnanimity. The response was most disconcerting: "Sometimes you deserve to be pampered and appreciated." I froze, instantly scanning my immediate vicinity for signs of an impending assault and mentally mapping the quickest escape routes. Nothing ensued.
I swiftly scanned our credit card statements on my phone, and, not seeing anything untoward in her monthly expenditure, my mind embarked upon the Herculean task of calculating and mind-mapping the possible scenarios of her ‘gaffe’ that she is evidently trying to conceal from me. Pfft… little does she know I’m like a modern day Kojak in my sleuthing skills, I shall root out her misdeeds and expose her philandering.
I regained my composure with alacrity and joined her at the table, my hands concealed in my lap to mask the slightest tremble. I pressed for further clarification on this unanticipated benevolence. Her gaze lifted, piercing through to the very core of my being, causing an involuntary shudder. "Is there a reason you don't deserve it?" she inquired.
I now find myself ensnared in a self-generated maelstrom, utterly baffled as to its origin, purpose, or what might follow!
There she sits, sipping her coffee, her sweet smile that of an undiagnosed psychopath, while I sweat veritable bullets.
I quietly excused myself and am currently in the greenhouse putting all the poisons and dangerous chemicals under lock and key, to be safe. Totally unrelated though.