Where a man can be free. Freedom seems to equate to piles of garbage, filth, junked cars. Ahhh.
Signs of FREEDOM are everywhere!
Freedom! The weeds grow tall and the trash piles up, the septic tanks leak and pollute the wells! Ah! The human spirit flourishes out in the boonies, and everything is transformed into toxic crap. There is nothing like freedom!
Outside the city limits, out in the County, these folks enjoy their freedom.
No darned old BIG GUMMINT is gonna tell these folks how to build a house! Or drill a well, or where to dump their crap. They are freeeeeee!
Wow. I kind of feel like setting off a fire cracker and waving the flag, don't you? We'll see more of this. Prepare to be inspired, out in the sticks, out in the County, outside the city limits, where you can be free. Take that, big gummint!
Signs of FREEDOM are everywhere!
Freedom! The weeds grow tall and the trash piles up, the septic tanks leak and pollute the wells! Ah! The human spirit flourishes out in the boonies, and everything is transformed into toxic crap. There is nothing like freedom!
No darned old BIG GUMMINT is gonna tell these folks how to build a house! Or drill a well, or where to dump their crap. They are freeeeeee!
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