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"I am not sure communism is going to work at this house. Everyone here is pretty set in their ways, and maybe I have to do communism privately. Maybe I will have a special "Communism Sunday" in the back yard and everyone will bring treats, like a potluck. We could have scrambled eggs, and pancakes, and strawberry slices in sugar syrup. I could say a little bit about communism during the toast, but not so much that anybody caught on. Maybe banana lengths could be sliced and placed on the pancakes to look like hammer and sickles. They're already kind of curved. I will let you know. I'm a communist, you better believe it!"
This reminded me of Ash.
This reminded me of Ash.