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the 2023 speaker of the house voting thread of implosion


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2 minutes ago, Gatorubet said:

Until the year 2126.  

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Pretty wild that that song came out in the 60s

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In each succeeding millennium, life becomes increasingly sedentary and automated: thoughts are pre-programmed into pills for people to consume, eyes, teeth, and limbs all lose their purposes due to machines replacing their functions, and marriage becomes obsolete because children are conceived in test tubes.

 

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23 minutes ago, conVINCEd said:

NBA guys weren’t really that rich back then.  They all worked at each others camps in the summer.  This was Rolando Blackman and Derek Harpers camp.    I don’t recall what my mom paid for me to go, but it wasn’t very expensive.  Maybe $100-200 for 3 or 4 days.  Probably 2X what it would’ve cost to send me to daycare, and a whole lot cooler.  Watching Spud, Clyde, and Nique have an impromptu dunk contest in a middle school gym is a fond memory.

Man that camp sounded great. I wanted to go to that but I didn't play basketball, so my Grandma signed me up for the Herschel Walker football camp. I ended up missing it, but years later I met a guy who went, and he told me that football camp with Herschel Walker was like being coached by Mitch Hedberg.

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"I'm from Ohio and there's a lot of ... what do you call it? People in wolf's clothing? I'm from Ohio and we don't deal with bullcrap just like Jordan."

"So you're for Jim Jordan?"

"I said I'm from Ohio."

"Well that doesn't mean you're necessarily for Jim Jordan."

"He represents Ohio, doesn't he?!"

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Just now, FirstTimeCaller said:

"I'm from Ohio and there's a lot of ... what do you call it? People in wolf's clothing? I'm from Ohio and we don't deal with bullcrap just like Jordan."

"So you're for Jim Jordan?"

"I said I'm from Ohio."

"Well that doesn't mean you're necessarily for Jim Jordan."

"He represents Ohio, doesn't he?!"

That moron doesn't understand that there are ppl from Ohio  who are in Congress.

man a lot of Jesus praying for Jordan 

Right now call of the house  #s

Quorum

Rep: 218

Dem: 206

Total: 424

so far NV 9

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6 minutes ago, The Dog said:

You can't have it both ways, Jim. Either tell them to knock it off or just own it you fucking brownshirt loon:

 

If he's so powerless to control his own minions then why should he be Speaker?  Won't he be equally as powerless there?

It's amazing.  The entire government is on hold during an international crisis so Gym Fucking Jordan can try to be Speaker.

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6 minutes ago, Nice Guy Eddie said:

Jordan can’t even get through the Cs or Ds without losing. McCarthy previously ran thru many speaker votes because he was moving the needle. Jordan seems like he wants to underscore the people who are voting against him so the MAGA machinery can go after those reps.

This is it.  He's waiting for violence to be done so that the rest fall in line.

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1 minute ago, tokamak said:

Two so far (Fitzgerald-PA and Kean-NJ) and we're through the Ks. Both are from districts Biden won.

CNN said that Crenshaw is on record that this is the last vote that he goes with Jordan. Of course that doesn’t mean he wouldnt flip back if the numbers were there for Jordan. 

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3 hours ago, SubliminalHorn said:

Aw it’s story time 

Oh, boy! I LOVE story time! Here's one:

Once upon a time, there was a young eel, deep in the coral reef. He lived a happy life and never thought of anything but feasting on the tasty fish and shrimp that lived in the bottom of the ocean with him, swimming and feeling the push of the tide as it drew him in and out, and sleeping in his comfortable hidey-hole. It was a comfortable life, and he was content.  Until one day, as he was swimming about, a wise old shark swam by. "Little eel," said the shark. "Are you not lonely? Do you not often wish for companionship?"  The little eel thought about it. "No, sir," he said. "I am quite content swimming around and eating delicious shrimp and living in my hidey-hole."  "Suit yourself," said the old shark. But as he swam away, he added, "Might as well forget I asked."  Now, if that shark had said something like, "Mark my words," or if the shark had emphasized the importance of it, then the young eel would have done just that. But since the shark had made nothing of it and, in fact, had told the eel to forget it, quite naturally the eel could think of nothing else for days. And because he could think of nothing else, he became very unhappy with his life indeed. He became bitter about his shrimp and fish dinners and uncomfortable with his hidey-hole. And when he went out to swim with the tide, surrounded by the population of the reef, it only made him feel lonelier.  "Oh stuff all these things!" he said. "I was never unhappy about it, but now I am unhappy without a companion! I must find one." And so the young eel swam off in search of a companion.  Within minutes, he found another eel. "Hello, Miss eel," he said to her. "Would you like to be my companion?"  "Oh, no," she said. "I have a companion already, and all these little fry to take care of! But thank you for the offer." And he swam away, disappointed, but he did not expect to be so lucky on the first try.  He came up to another eel a couple of hours later. "Hello, Miss eel," he said to her. "I would like a companion."  "You would, would you?" said she. "Well, good luck with your search."  "Would you like to be my companion?" he asked.  "I am not interested in a companion at this time." And he swam away, quite perturbed.  A couple of days later, he came upon another eel. "My dearest Miss eel," he said to her. "Isn't it a lovely day for companionship? Would you like to join me?"  "No," she said.  "Why not?" asked he.  "Because," she said, "In all honesty, you seem a bit too eager for companionship to me. And I wonder, what is it you are looking for that you haven't found?"  "I am looking for a companion," he said. "I was happy in my hole, eating shrimp and fish and swimming with the tide, but then I realized that I did not have a companion, and that I must have a companion to be happy."  "But my dear Mister eel," she replied. "If you are not satisfied without a companion, what makes you think you will find something with one? Companionship is as much about giving as it is about taking. Are you ready to give? I can tell you are not. You are thinking only of what you want. Now do go, I have had a busy day of swimming and need my rest."  And the young eel was more frustrated than ever, and darted back to his hidey-hole, bitter and upset.  He had been there a week, pouting and grouchy, before the shark swam by again. "What's this?" he asked the little eel. "What happened to my happy young eel? I think I have not seen an eel so miserable as this in all my years! Do you no longer enjoy your shrimp and fish and your swimming with the tide and your coze hidey-hole?"  "No!" the young eel nearly shouted. "I do not have a companion to share this with me! And I must have one to be happy," he said.  "Oh, dear," said the shark. "You do now? You didn't before."  "Well, yes," said the eel. "I was quite content before. But then the idea of having a companion -- well it seemed so nice! Someone I can snuggle with in my cozy hidey-hole. I can catch a big fish or shrimp and split it with her! We can swim in the ocean together."  "Those sound quite nice. But they seem quite nice even without a companion, no?"  "Well, yes, but now that I think of how it might feel to do them with someone..."  "Perhaps that is the case. Perhaps there is no more enjoyment to be had in these things," said the shark, and he swam away.  Now if that shark had pointed out to the eel that the things he had enjoyed were still just as fun as they had been before, the eel never would have thought another thing of it. But because the shark said there was no more enjoyment to be had, the young eel began to think.  "You know, I do still like my hidey-hole. It is a very nice hidey-hole by itself. And I enjoy swimming in the water just as much as I always did. And the little fish I ate yesterday was particularly good. I would enjoy them just as much as I did before if I don't have a companion. Why would I miss the joy without them?"  And so the little eel stopped worrying about having a companion, and began to enjoy his life once again. He still had that longing in his heart, but he was no longer a miserable young eel. He was happy again.  One month later, the water was warming up as Spring began to arrive, and he was just the happiest little eel swimming about, when someone came up to him.  "Pardon me," she said. "I couldn't help but notice how much you were enjoying the water here."  "Dance with me!" said the little eel. "It's fun, but it's even more fun if we do it together!" And she did. And the two eels spun and coiled and danced, and all the fish and life around the reef were amazed at the beauty of their dance.  Just then, the eel spotted a large tiger shrimp! "Over there!" he said to the other eel. "Those taste wonderful, but they are too large for one little eel to eat. Would you like to split one with me?"  "Oh, I don't know," she replied.  "You don't have to if you don't want to. Here, I'll catch some for myself, and you may try it if you like." And he shot forward and snapped and bit the tiger shrimp clean in two. He nudged the tastiest part, the head, to the female eel, and she ate it. Together, they ate the delicious shrimp.  "You know," she said, "I've had them before, but for some reason, like this, it tastes better!"  "Yes," the little eel yawned, "I think... I think you're right!" And the little eel was very tired.  "I must retire to my cozy hidey-hole. It is truly a nice hidey-hole. Great for sleep. I am tired."  "Oh, I do love a good hidey-hole," she said.  "Would you... would you like to share mine with me?"  "I do believe I would!"  And so the young eel snuggled up in his hidey-hole with his new companion, and they went to sleep.  The wise old shark watched all this from afar, while an even older lobster ambled up to him.  "You knew that the little eel would finally find love all along?" the lobster.  "Of course," said the shark. "That's a moray."

 

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