Chloe TrapanottoA teeny-tiny terror-sympathizer and a trans-loving tinkerfairy walk into a bar…then the bar burns to the ground.
That’s the whole joke. Except it’s not a joke. It’s a metaphor for what happens when you vote the red-green alliance into the Senate, the once-honored and respected deliberative chamber that writes the laws, receives the classified briefings, and decides the fate of every American.
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