Over the holiday break the wife and I took in the movie version of Les Miserables, because nothing says Christmas like rape, prostitution, violence against children, and a heavy-handed dose of god, all with musical accompaniment.
Naturally, afterward the wife several times muttered to me, "Vive la revolution!" And instead of smiling and thinking about the movie we just saw, I smiled and thought of Christophe, from the South Park movie.
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