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"Happy Birthday"... IS NOTHING SACRED?!

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Comrade Obolshevik's Centre for the Prevention of Disease (thought) Control has a message for your kids, and I don't think you're going to like it:



HOW DARE "THE ONE" CO-OPT A SONG AS INNOCENT AS "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU?!?!"*

* - actually this was done by the CDC to get kids to wash their hands. Try to tell this post from something a wingnut might post in response to a speech to school kids or an appearance on Sesame Street, though: is it live, or is it Wingnut?
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