Pinkie will NOT be pleased to see this young comrade parading around with HER dress shovel....

Ivan Betinov wrote: ↑

8/12/2025, 1:18 pm

Pinkie will NOT be pleased to see this young comrade parading around with HER dress shovel....

Pinkie? Is this true?

The jackalope admits to admiring the footwear necessary for living in The Glorious World Of Next Tuesday. Wearing a pair of flip flops seems like such a risk. In the GWONT, finding yourself hunted like prey on an Austin, Texazistan parking lot, is to be expected.



Viewing this, ask yourself, "Comrade, do I want to be wearing flip flops at target practice? Car jackings??? "

Comrades!!! Look at those well made work boots those GWONT Gals are all happy in! The jackalope prefers to be happy in the same boots she shovels in, maybe that's a Texazistanian thing, but wearing them in public would drive Mr. J. mad as he was thinking The Collective would think that was the best footwear the jackalope owned. Actually those lace up GWONT workboots were the best footwear the jackalope owned - foot protection and stability are a key GWONT fashion trend -- and Mr. J. just purchased his jackalope a brand new pair as GWONT arrives! Kaaaching!

Comrades, it's like getting new "back to school" shoes, but for survival, not something foolish like learning geography, math, or even band. Appropriate footwear is always a first choice while you're still able to make a choice. Consider this anti-democratic fact: While the DEAD can vote in the GWONT, they don't get to choose who they vote for!!!

That's just scary! Like walking in a parking lot, or getting carjacked, twice!!! by the same guy!!!



or, by his brother!



Sensible footwear is so GWONT.

The PR of NT wrote: ↑

8/14/2025, 7:25 am

Comrade Jackalopelipsky agrees!

Sure, that shovel is being carried in a non threatening manner, but do not mistake that for peace. Just look at the pile of shit needing to be shoveled in Texazistan. All this shit to keep Austin too weird to actually live in, with modern conveniences like hot and cold running water, electricity, ‘n’stuff.






Carry your shovel in a peaceful manner, but know which end of it takes care of the huge pile of shit in your GWONT Republic.

So, Lastuesdayite, professor.

Let your shovel zing, comrades!

Comrades! The advantages of living in the Glorious World of Next Tuesday™ are self-evident to all loyal Party members. Compared to the dreary hardships of Last Tuesday™, Next Tuesday is overflowing with progress, abundance, and joy:

Last Tuesday™: shortages, long lines, suspicious glances from the People’s Commissar of Potatoes.

Next Tuesday™: overflowing shelves, long lines only because citizens are too joyous to disperse, and suspicious glances now reserved exclusively for counterrevolutionaries.

Last Tuesday™: the tractor refused to start.

Next Tuesday™: the tractor still refuses to start, but now it does so in a more sustainable and eco-conscious manner, proving our devotion to Mother Earth.

Last Tuesday™: workers were punished for lateness.

Next Tuesday™: lateness is abolished, since time itself has been collectivized and redistributed equally among all comrades.

Truly, comrades, it is only in the Glorious World of Next Tuesday™ that progress marches ever forward!