When I was in ROTC Advanced Camp in the summer between my Junior and Senior year of college, I had a First Sergeant that would get mad at us and call us Communists!
I thought that was hysterical. Rather than swear at someone or find another derogatory comment, I started calling people Communists, when I would get mad. That was 25 years ago and I still do it to this day. Communism is dead but the habit hasn't died.
My son was misbehaving a bit in Walmart this evening and I called him a Communist. The checkout clerk almost rolled in the floor. I had forgotten where I got it from but for some reason she brought it all back.
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