Ananas had had enuouf.
he, jacques and sophie were sick of dealing with the cpAITLIST NARRATORS BULL it had gone on to long. all the time that capitalist cochon was forsing them too labor for his capitalist pigginess. all those tests! well they were done
"comrades," ananas said to jacques and sofee., "it is timke for the communist revolution."
"vive le Communisme!" they yelled aand they attacked
they finded the narrator in the toilet. "bonjour" he said.
ananas held his hammer and sickle, screaming. the narrator was shcoked as jacques and sofie. held him down while ananas hacked him into peeses.
"JE SUIS UN ANANAS MAIS TU ES UN COCHON" HE YEELED.
they looked at the corpse with pride. the capitalist pig would never bother them again!
"now what?" jacques asked anaas
"now telefrancais is communist, today marks the premiere jour of the communist paradise." ananas told him
jacques and sophie were so happ! of corsica, how could you not be happ with communism!
leaving le toilet, the comrades went out into their junkyard. they saw pilote with her airplane. "bonjour," ananas said. "it is the first day of communism!"
"oh bon." pilote left her airplane. "i was going to have to do work with plane but now i don't have to right?"
"quoi?" ananas stared at her.
"well in communism everyone makes same money. so why should i work?" she said.
anaas scream. "u work or u go in gulag!"
"where is the gulag?" pilote asked. she locked around but their was no gulag too be sawed.
"my comrades will build it," ananas said.
"oui." jaques agreed, sophie nodded.
"and if you dont work, well put you in it as soon as it's built!" Ananas said.
pilote was very scarred by this and she started to cri.
"ther, ther," say ananas giving her the gentil strokes. "it is of ok. " he feeled bad for yelling at her. "just acept your fate and be a good commie."
she wipped her eyes. they were very red, since she is canadian and canada legalized the weed she smonk it every day.
"k." she said. she looked determin. "I will be ze best commie"
"NON" ananas was outrajed. "ONLY MOI IS BEST COMMIE"
"sorry," she said.
"you should be, now go and do works. and you two," he said facing jacques and sophie. "Build gulag!"
"oui, comrade!" they said, saluting him and they grabbed their hammers and go to work making the work camp.
it wasn't long untill most of the junkyard had become a gulag. and pilote was still doing her work. ananas gave them all equal pay of course. he was very pleasae dwith his comrades' works.
however he was sad, the gulag was empty, ils had spent such lot of time building it butt there was of nobody to make do work in it?
"
comrades
asnanas said. "we must go out finding some capitalist pigs to put into the gulag." "may wee," they agreed and so they went out
of the junkyard.
they finded les squelettes! "bonjour" ananas said to them and he noticed they were have moneys, but not equal moneys! the dude had 27 and the lady had 3. this outrajed ananas becus it was not good communist.
"get zem" he sayeth to his comrades, pilote and jacques and sophie tackel the skeletons and bring them to the ground they drag them back to the junkyard and throw them into the gulag!
now you will work forever!" ananas said to les squelettes.
"oH YEA? ANJD WHAT EEF WE DONT HUH" the l,ady sayed.
ananas throw an ice pick at her it hit her skull and she deaded the same way greAT comrade trotsky.
"DEATH" he say.
the dud e was shok and quickly started to do works.
"hon eh hon eh hon eh hon eh" ananas laughed his french candian laugh
it was now nuit so the comrades went to sleep, the skeleton of corsica did no do sleep he only work.
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