Monday, February 23, 2009

I can haz peace, land and bread?

Lolcats goes Marxist-Leninist:

We sleep with vigor. Content with the knowledge that Lenin’s body shall never decay...

Have strength, my little cabbage. By the mercy of NKVD Order No. 00447, we have been chosen for Resettlement.
We will show the tin mines of Kolyma the true power of the proletariat.

Drat, thwarted so close to freedom’s sweet caress… I dreamed for but a taste of the decadent west, and now my eulogy is sung by guard dogs and alarm bells.

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