Lolcat's Motherland: ROL Cats.

{My living quarters are comprised of the bone meal of the bourgeois!}

{Where re-education has failed my comrade, the hangman’s noose will succeed…}

{Paned windows are prohibited in this sector, comrade Sergei. Will you kindly report to the Lubyanka, or will you force me to violence?…}

Thank you, ROLCats! Your cleverness is most pleasing.