Sorry for two workspace and sorta soviet topics in a row, but this one hit me during Dance/Exercise class

The fitness chair(man) barked into the megaphone
"Fifty! Each Leg! This time like you actually care for the community!"
and got some spit on the hand of the Megaphone chairman who was holding it for him. The command was met with the will of the masses and we all began our leg lifts. It was afternoon calisthenics, a 40 minute period between flipping hot iron rods and eating.

"A fit body breeds a fit mind, and a fit mind breeds an undying dissatisfaction that is only quenched with the extermination of selfishness."

That's what the huge banner behind the exercise captain says, and there are more draped about with similar proactive, catchy, slogans.
My cousin is a part of the team that actually designs them, and he says that they are actually making the banners larger, but the print increasingly smaller, to train our eyes to more easily spot the wicked.
They hang over about 3 hundred of us engineers. We lay in rows of about 15 men and 10 deep, two groups, legs in the air. A chipper rhythm rides the thick musty air, it's casual Saturday and the rhythm captain brought his radio. It's the number one radio hit "Oh! how I love moving the meat up the hill for the good of the commune!"
I must say I like moving the meat more than listening to the song, but when it comes to government funded exercise tunes, I think their earlier work is better.

My critique was out of line, and I was treated fairly for it, for I lost track of what number we were on and I ended up kicking a colleague in the face. Maybe they are right and it wasn't an accident, thought I doubt it. My transgression was met with the will of the people, and everyone gave me one spank.

chanting

"WEE-A-BOO
WEE-A-BOO..."


ALTERNATE ENTRY!
The fitness chair barked into the megaphone
"Fifty! Each Leg! This time like you care about the community!"
We all did 200 because we are all chairs!
How Crazy!
The End!
(yeah both were weak)