BEAM ME UP, SCOTTIE—
—and give it wings~!
It was bad enough when America, in a fit of pique, decided to rename French fries as ‘Liberty fries’. (You can’t go wrong in America if you ‘liberty’ everything) —
“Excuse me, officer—”
“… Oink? Oh … a kiwi tourist. How can I help ya, fella?”
“City Hall from here, please?”
“Simple, Bud … just go down Liberty Avenue a ways, turn right into Liberty Square, go straight across and at Liberty Corner exit into Liberty street then and follow Liberty Lane between Liberty Library and Joe’s Diner—”
“Yep! Sells the best goddam’ Liberty Fries on God’s Earth, Son.”
So now we know. Land of The Free, free enterprise, freedom of speech, freedom of worship, freedom of thought and all enterprising entrepreneurs welcome.
… strikes again …