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KC was born in Oregon, raised in the Dakotas, educated in Colorado, groomed in NYC, and now teaches in Seoul, South Korea. He misses sleeping until noon, drinking nightly, and getting shot down by college girls. He still gets shot down by college girls. Casey "KC" Freeman finished college a few years ago and he's still trying to incorporate the things he learned into his everyday life. So far, at the end of the workday not a single coworker can pack their bookbag faster than KC. At the beginning of his career at PIC he was gainfully employed as an editor at one of the worst magazines in existence, but has also worked as a bartender, day laborer, telemarketer, public relations rep, swim coach, bouncer, KFC cook, pizza delivery boy, lifeguard and trucker. Now he's an English teacher in South Korea. Life, work and the oddities in between inspire him to create things that enhance souls. Even though he's the greatest, he wants you to know that You're the Best.

Comedy Writing

For Me It Will Always Be Too Soon (Not Funny)

<p>I don't offend easily. I'm one of Paul Frank's biggest fans. I'm sixty pages into a comedic memoir about the funny stuff that happens when you nearly kill yourself by breaking your neck. Hell, my name has become a verb among my friends that even I use. </p><p>"If you don't buy me a beer, I'll Casey Freeman your ass." Translation -- "I'll break your effing neck."</p>

Why Oh Why?

<p><img src="/files/u46/mego_riddler.jpg" border="0" alt="" width="276" height="450" /> </p><p>It's weekly questions time. Yay. Comment! Compliment! Combat!</p><p>Am I the only one who laughs his ass off at the sight of a grown man in whitey tighties? Haha! Even those words crack me up.</p>

Dos and Don’ts of the Gym

There’s a lot of things going on in the gym. It can be a confusing place, especially for fucking idiots. For example, taking a leak in the shower is OK; jacking off in there is NOT.

My Fantasy Football Team

<p>Since I'm chained to a computer with little to do and since football is the only thing that matters in this country, my friends finally convinced me to join their Fantasy Football League. Since none of my friends are literate, and I enjoy sharing my deepest and darkest with you, here's my team thus far:</p><p>NAME: Mordor Freemanites</p><p>OFFENSE</p>

Even Crippled, I Have Questions

<p>I already wrote this once, but my computer deleted it.</p><p>Entertain me and answer with comments. </p><p>You're on a road trip. You get to pick three fictional movie characters from college movies. You're going to have the time of your life. Which three do you pick?</p>

Thank You

<p>I shouldn't be writing this. I shouldn't be sitting here. I shouldn't even be breathing right now. But I am.</p><p>And I owe it to all of you, my friends, family, fans and casual readers.</p><p>I have so much to say right now, but I'll do my best and keep this short.</p>

Kc in Recovery

<p><img src="/files/u2/hospital-sign.gif" alt="Hospital sign" title="Hi!" hspace="4" width="100" height="100" align="right" />Hey folks, it's Court, pardon the interruption.</p><p>Kc had an accident this past weekend and his friend WAM tells me that his neck and spine are injured, but that he is doing very well considering the extent of damage.</p>

My Organs and I Go to Work

KC's Brain, Hypothalamus, Stomach, and Mouth face off on the Midtown NYC commute to work, the morning office ritual, and the prized lunchtime break.

Questions for You

<p>You know the drill. Answer as a comment. </p><p><img src="/files/u46/r2fb.jpeg" alt="" width="300" height="457" /> </p>

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