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 | Hey, Commie, I want a good beer, man. Let's go to a restaurant and sneak out without paying. By the way, dude, Marx is dead. | |
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| Hey, anarchist. Offend a good amount of law-respecting people on the way over here? | |
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| Lmarko, the fascist government is tightening the screws at border checkpoints. My bio of Rosa Luxemburg might get confiscated. | |
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| Yeah, man. Hey, remember that time I smarted off to that Smokey Bear that although we were citizens I couldn't vouch for the dude huddled in our car trunk? | |
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| As I recall, we spent the next hour waiting on a shoddily built bench next to a porta-john while "the Man" made numerous computer checks on us. And, man, his drug dog soiled next to your passenger-side door. | |
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| Fascists are humorless, sad people, my friend. | |
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