Freedoms

BOY SCOUT BAGGER (AGE 17): I can’t wait for supper, I haven’t eaten since 10:30a.m…(looks in fridge)G’D DAMMIT SOMEONE THREW OUT MY MAC AND CHEESE! G’D DAMMIT!

Me: Whoa. Are you sure?
BSB17: YES. G’D DAMMIT!!!
Later, after Boy Scout Bagger has settled down a bit…

BSB17: I drive a tank.
Me: What? You have your license?
BSB17: I have my permit…THE CLOSEST THING.

GRUMPY CASHIER: So who do you drive with?
BSB17: MY MOM.
GRUMPY CASHIER: So you ride your bike?
BSB17: NO. I drive a 2006 CHRYSLER TOWN & COUNTRY…BLUE!!!
GRUMPY CASHIER: (Laughs)
BSB17: YOU’RE JUST JEALOUS OF MY FREEDOMS!!
GRUMPY CASHIER: You have no freedoms.
BSB17: JUST BECAUSE I CAN’T BUY ALCOHOL OR TOBACCO OR VOTE AND PUT A TERRIBLE PRESIDENT IN CHARGE OF THE COUNTRY DOESN’T MEAN I DON’T HAVE FREEDOMS!! I DON’T PAY RENT OR TAXES SO I HAVE FREEDOM!
GRUMPY CASHIER: You’re in for a rude awakening.
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Somehow, the naiveness is refreshing.

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