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On my way to graze at the local soccer field today I saw a dollar on the ground and picked it up on instinct. I was immediately overcome with revulsion at having participated in the charade of capitalist greed. I tore the dollar into shreds and scattered the pieces to the wind, receiving several approving nods from nearby bums.
Everyone in this cult must be forced to live on this island and drink from this vat of koolaid behind the rec hall until they become a true believer
As comrades we are all travelling down the same path. And it is shiny.
If you get hard because the ghoul bears are losing their shit on TV, you're literally a reactionary. You're basically a brown shirt, you have no fashion sense.
