KillerMuffin
Seraphically Disinclined
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Comrade Ant works his ass off, here people. He is storing up the food for the winter so no one dies. Comrade Ant is a good communist.
Comrade Grasshopper works his ass off NOT! He lazes around, picks a few daisies, plays the ol' leg violin and in general has a grand ol' time.
Now, winter comes along and Comrade Ant is snug in front of the fire with Comrade Squirrel, Comrade Chipmunk, and Comrade Mouse drinking good vodka and discussing next spring's workload. Well, Comrade Grasshopper figures out, like duuuhhhh, it's snowing and trots his happy lil' ass into the ol' commune.
He plops down next to Comrade Ant, takes a swig of the vodka and starts munching down. After a comfy burp, he takes his share of the blankets and curls up warm and cozy.
Comrade Ant is, to put it politely, cheesed off. But, there is no one to complain to. There is nothing that he can do, for a good communist knows that all belongs to everyone, not to one person alone. His efforts do not belong to him, they belong to the commune.
Besides, Comrade Grasshopper is a good friend of Comrade Bee who has been known to lean on good communists and break three or four legs. There's talk of Comrade Gopher and Comrade Cat forming a little organization to defend the commune. Comrade Ant doesn't think anything good could come of the KGB.
Too bad Comrade Ant had never heard of Lord Acton, who was not a good communist. Everyone knows that power is distributed equally in communism and that no one ever gets greedy, corrupted, or power hungry.
Comrade Grasshopper works his ass off NOT! He lazes around, picks a few daisies, plays the ol' leg violin and in general has a grand ol' time.
Now, winter comes along and Comrade Ant is snug in front of the fire with Comrade Squirrel, Comrade Chipmunk, and Comrade Mouse drinking good vodka and discussing next spring's workload. Well, Comrade Grasshopper figures out, like duuuhhhh, it's snowing and trots his happy lil' ass into the ol' commune.
He plops down next to Comrade Ant, takes a swig of the vodka and starts munching down. After a comfy burp, he takes his share of the blankets and curls up warm and cozy.
Comrade Ant is, to put it politely, cheesed off. But, there is no one to complain to. There is nothing that he can do, for a good communist knows that all belongs to everyone, not to one person alone. His efforts do not belong to him, they belong to the commune.
Besides, Comrade Grasshopper is a good friend of Comrade Bee who has been known to lean on good communists and break three or four legs. There's talk of Comrade Gopher and Comrade Cat forming a little organization to defend the commune. Comrade Ant doesn't think anything good could come of the KGB.
Too bad Comrade Ant had never heard of Lord Acton, who was not a good communist. Everyone knows that power is distributed equally in communism and that no one ever gets greedy, corrupted, or power hungry.