You gotta fight … for your right …

You will not hit the ceiling. You will not tear up the town. And under no circumstances will you attempt to cut footloose in the wee morning hours around Des Moines, Iowa.
::: Jack, get back! :::

An asinine ordinance – circa 1942 – that’s still on the books makes public dancing between 2 a.m. and 6 a.m. Monday through Saturday and 2 a.m. through 8 a.m. on Sundays about 20 shades of not legal.
::: Whoa, Milo! :::

This is some Reverend Shaw Moore shit!
“Even if this was not a law, which it is, I’m afraid I would have a lot of difficulty endorsing an enterprise which is as fraught with genuine peril as I believe this one to be.”

SPOOKY!!

“It’s a silly law that shouldn’t exist and the law shows we aren’t keeping up with the times,” said Ren McCormack Zachary Mannheimer, executive director of the Des Moines Social Club.

A feeling that Willard, Ariel and the rest of the gang down at Bomont High School, like, totally share and stuff!

They say they’re done playing it cool, obeying every rule. They’re burning, yearning for somebody to tell them that life ain’t passin’ them by! Because, let’s face it, they know it will … if they don’t even try.
That’s right.
They can fly!
If they’d only cut loose.

FOOTLOOSE!!!!

So they’re planning to make an impassioned plea at today’s City Council meeting in an effort to get city leaders to abolish the outdated dickslap to the dance and revitalize the spirit of the repressed townspeople!!

Not for nothing, but this shit would actually be funny — if it were’t true, which it is and that gives me the sadz …

But hey, Des Moiners - I hope you win.
I DO!

Not [only] because there is some high-ass hilariosity whenever you get a bunch of whitebread midwestern Iowans shakin’ what their mamma’s gave ‘em and bumpin’ it to the Peas’ Boom Boom Pow (for serious!) – but because it’s not just about a dance …

… Not anymore.

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