06-09-2009, 09:22 AM
The food alone was worth it...that and the kid with the cape who had 40 or so bottles of prescription pills, art supplies and a painting in front of him. He was sitting indian style with the capes hood over his painted black face and smoking a cigarette like a joint. He wasn't doing anything but sitting there until the po-po came and then he thought it wise to leave. He walked away with his cape dragging behind him with all the pill bottles and art on it and must have walked past 5 or 6 more cops on the way to wherever he was going. I think each one told him to go be "artsy" somewhere else.
“I wanna tell Y’all that I ain’t votin for nobody that don’t say freedom enough. Freedom ain’t free, Free Beer. We gotta fight for freedom, Hot wings. Zane you gotta eat freedom fries...Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom..FREEDOM!"