Political Caption Competition
On the third day of Christmas, my libertarian vampire gave to me…
no fair pay, bosses right to sack and a handjob for the bourgeoise
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What is the most important thing in the world? Well, let me tell you, it tax cuts for the rich and f**k the people, the people, the people.
Shapechangers. They have kidnapped Santa and his elves and replaced with Modern Man and Woke Woman. As Marx and Engels said –
All fixed, fast-frozen relations, with their train of ancient and venerable prejudices and opinions, are swept away, all new-formed ones become antiquated before they can ossify. All that is solid melts into air, all that is holy is profaned, and man is at last compelled to face with sober senses his real conditions of life, and his relations with his kind.
Where’s my tax cut?
… cigarettes for the children…
Cancer Sticks for everyone.