I'm With Stupid
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I've only seen the song. They really know how to get down with the kids, don't they?
When I was at primary school in between learning the alphabet we sang the Battle of Jarama, paid homage to Lenin and then skipped into the playground for a game of lets kick the fascist kids. My teacher, a product of Moscow State university and former member of the KGB then read us Das Kapital and Enid Blyton.funny complaining about indoctrination now when it happily went ignored on the other wing for decades in our institutions now.
I believe to this day you still refuse salt and vinegar on your chips as it’s too decadent ;-)When I was at primary school in between learning the alphabet we sang the Battle of Jarama, paid homage to Lenin and then skipped into the playground for a game of lets kick the fascist kids. My teacher, a product of Moscow State university and former member of the KGB then read us Das Kapital and Enid Blyton.
When I went to secondary school, my teacher who was a former member of Che Guevera's personal bodyguard taught us woodwork and we all made wooden figurines of Trotsky to take home as mothers day presents.
At University my lecturer in sustainability had studied at Havana university and was best mates with Fidel Castro's daughters best mates window cleaner.
When I worked for the BBC the EGM was a former lighting technician responsible for the lighting on the Soviet patriotic war film "two soldiers", the make up artist was the daughter of Boris Andreyev who starred in the film and everyday she painted the crews toenails with red stars.
My Prof at Salford Royal once treated Pol Pot for herpes and is that much of lefty he walks with a limp and is prone to break out into rousing renditions of the Internationale whilst performing surgery on Tories.
So you have us bang to rights on that front.
That sounds like a decent place. What's that 'Katyusha'? Always thought those were rockets that the Russians rained down on Berlin by the thousand. Did yer make them in D & T?Yes I remember fondly at St Francis RC Gorton we were given lesson on the communist manifesto, and the conquest of bread rather than home economics and PE, sang the International, Katyusha and bella ciao at assembly and storytime was always the ragged trousered philanthrapist, Animal Farm and Road to Catalonia
Bojo’s seed goes far.Will the kids get armbands when they go camping, then sing the rousing nationalistic bullshit around the campfire.
Only blond haired, blue eyed kids allowed.
I call that a well-rounded education! Did the Prof ever leave a pair of surgical scissors inside those 'Tory bastards' after he had removed a few organs that were in perfect working order?When I was at primary school in between learning the alphabet we sang the Battle of Jarama, paid homage to Lenin and then skipped into the playground for a game of lets kick the fascist kids. My teacher, a product of Moscow State university and former member of the KGB then read us Das Kapital and Enid Blyton.
When I went to secondary school, my teacher who was a former member of Che Guevera's personal bodyguard taught us woodwork and we all made wooden figurines of Trotsky to take home as mothers day presents.
At University my lecturer in sustainability had studied at Havana university and was best mates with Fidel Castro's daughters best mates window cleaner.
When I worked for the BBC the EGM was a former lighting technician responsible for the lighting on the Soviet patriotic war film "two soldiers", the make up artist was the daughter of Boris Andreyev who starred in the film and everyday she painted the crews toenails with red stars.
My Prof at Salford Royal once treated Pol Pot for herpes and is that much of lefty he walks with a limp and is prone to break out into rousing renditions of the Internationale whilst performing surgery on Tories.
So you have us bang to rights on that front.
I seem to remember a popular song sung a few years ago by a similar bunch of kids you have described.Will the kids get armbands when they go camping, then sing the rousing nationalistic bullshit around the campfire.
Only blond haired, blue eyed kids allowed.