A staffer wheels Nancy's gilded sarcophagus out onto the floor of the House. The lid slides open with a hiss as a fetid stench like the rotting of a thousand corpses wrapped in piss-soaked linens fills the air. The assembled Democratic representatives kneel as their matriarch rasps in an otherworldly voice, "GOOD MORNING. SUNDAY MORNING."
As they kneel, they dare not look up. A single gaze upon her unholy visage would be enough to destroy them. Their blood runs cold as their yassss kween emerges from her tomb.
"Remember....to.....vote"
Her mouth was still, but the words still burrowed into their heads. They dare not upset Metal Gear Pelosi.
Don't think. You're a democrat. ......Just.................vote..........................
A staffer wheels Nancy's gilded sarcophagus out onto the floor of the House. The lid slides open with a hiss as a fetid stench like the rotting of a thousand corpses wrapped in piss-soaked linens fills the air. The assembled Democratic representatives kneel as their matriarch rasps in an otherworldly voice, "GOOD MORNING. SUNDAY MORNING."
As they kneel, they dare not look up. A single gaze upon her unholy visage would be enough to destroy them. Their blood runs cold as their yassss kween emerges from her tomb.
"Remember....to.....vote"
Her mouth was still, but the words still burrowed into their heads. They dare not upset Metal Gear Pelosi.
Don't think. You're a democrat. ......Just.................vote..........................
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