“That no-shirt-no-shoes sign in the window is basically forcing me to see an orthopod twenty years down the road.” Deano Freeman on how to talk to everyone who matters about RFRA and barefoot sea gypsies.
“I mean, it’s true that Kony’s already been on the run for twenty five years or whatever—but the film sensationalizes the whole situation, and then dresses Americans up in bright and shining armor. White man’s burden, anyone?” Deano Freeman looks at the big picture.
“thegreat: I have given you everything you call “yours,” and I will take it back, yes.” God takes a moment out of His day to threaten Deano Freeman.
“Police chief gets a vacation, students get a thrill, reporters get a scoop, and a couple kids get thrown in jail (which is what they wanted all along.) And the troop of baboons returns to a state of peaceful coexistence.” Deano Freeman believes evolution hasn’t come quite as far as we think.
“My ancestors worked all those boring jobs so that my generation could have the luxury of choice. And you know what I choose? I wanna do me.” Deano Freeman doesn’t understand your so-called “work ethic.”
“Sure, you might be unblinking in a fight – but if you don’t flinch then it’s your own busted jaw.” Deano Freeman will knock you six ways from Sunday.
“So there’s some new shaky video clip making the rounds online showing how this guy Qaddafi got iced.” Deano Freeman breaks it down.
“But we’re in the twenty first century, and world’s filled to the brim with dummies and maniacs, and I don’t want my idiot neighbors holding my feet to the fire of their own ass-backward dogmas.” Deano Freeman ponders the golden rule.