It's a Communist Manifestival!

You read it right, kiddies. Upon my glorious return to the motherland (Canada) I intend do get enrolled, settle in, and get down to important business.

Important business like setting up my Communist Manifestival.

If you aren't asking, "WTF, mate?^^" you should be, because it will roXXor j00 soXXors. Aside from setting up a mini red-light district and lots of communist banners and flags, there must be genuine Russki music and happiness.

Most importantly, free vodka and hand-rolled cancer sticks for the evening. There should also be plenty of bread to help people keep down the free vodka they'll inevitably make themselves sick on.

If you can't be a comrade, you'll be exiled. If the neighbors are cool, we'll annex them. There may even be drunken capture the flag, but I'm going to rig it so the red team beats the white team. Can't have the czarists winning at the Communist Manifestival, now can we?

There should also be other things that all communists love. Like Twister, maybe.

Remember kids, in Soviet Russia, you don't fight the bear, the bear fights YOU.