Waking the Proles

The definition of oxymoronic.

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Waking the Proles

I can’t hear you over the ringing of liberty in my ears.

PASS THE CIGARS

My family has some very exciting news.

I wasn’t sure if we should share it yet, but we’re too excited to keep it a secret (and I figured a bunch of you would be excited to receive the unexpected news earlier rather than later).

So, recently we sought consent from our wise protector and nurturer, the State, to put our humble little fishing boat in a body of water.

I’m pleased to announce that today, May 15th, we found out our petition pleased the crown and we received stickers for 2018 to place over the top of last year’s “proof of permission” stickers so we can now legally put our boat in water.

And that’s not all. We also received permission to fish too. Another gracious blessing bestowed upon us by the State via our purchase of licenses.

As you can probably imagine, we’re gushing with pride right now. We are so thrilled that the State found us fit enough to grant us these rights.

So this year we’re gonna celebrate Independence Day like never before. We’re gonna party like it’s 1999.