Debate class my senior year of high school was rife with joviality. This was one of our mascots: The Commie Patch Doll. Forget about Xavier Roberts--this D.I. find was given a gavel for its backside. The hammer, sickle, and Stalin mustache all declared to the world that we were the self-appointed inteligencia who had risen above the masses of public education in political and rhetorical knowledge and skill.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Commie Patch Doll
Debate class my senior year of high school was rife with joviality. This was one of our mascots: The Commie Patch Doll. Forget about Xavier Roberts--this D.I. find was given a gavel for its backside. The hammer, sickle, and Stalin mustache all declared to the world that we were the self-appointed inteligencia who had risen above the masses of public education in political and rhetorical knowledge and skill.
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