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Happy National Doughnut Day!

Dear Members and Constituents,
Happy national doughnut day! As you consider ways to celebrate, let me throw an idea into the mix. What better way to celebrate this perfect first Friday of June by plunging into the second half of the year with a big smile covering the bottom third of your face. Start by ridding your mind of any care and imagining fluffy baby bunnies frolicking in the green grass (that is unless, of course, you suffer from leporiphobia in which case, envision yourself tossing the holy hand grenade of Antioch at the killer rabbit). Remember the crisp morning breeze tossing your hair around as it caressed your face when you walked into the office this morning . Now flex your cheek muscles until your eyes squint a little and your teeth show… there you have it, a smile on your face. If that did not do the trick, bring to mind five dozen donuts materializing before your eyes. The sweet smell wafting through the air. Fortunately, you don’t need to rely on your imagination for this. You can simply come over to my desk and grab a sweet delicious donut for yourself. On this most solemn donut holiday, Yuko Aoyagi (donut girl) went overboard and delights us with an extra dozen of these, the most appropriate of treats. So, waste not, want not… share the positivity by bringing a friend over for a donut. I look forward to seeing your pearly whites.
Happy Friday!

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