When I was in grade school in the 1950s, my school had an international-themed dinner for students and parents. I went dressed as a Cossack and told everyone that I was a Communist. Always the smart ass.
Needless to say, my mother was not amused.
And it shall come to pass in the last days, saith God, I will pour out of my Spirit upon all flesh: and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams. (Acts 2:17)
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