Lately, I have been doing some in-depth research on the effectiveness of bleach on roden--wait, I mean, on the small town in which I and my Adventure Buddy, Nicky are going to spend a month pretending to work at a nuclear power plant. Of course, I am talking about the wonderful metropolis of Pottstown, Pennsylvania.
First of all, Pennsylvania was the 2nd state to ratify the Constitution, 5 days after Delaware (and 1 day after my future birthday) on December 12th, 1787. It is called the Keystone State, for which I can only guess is due to massive amounts of Keystone Light being drank day after day at schools like Penn State.
But enough about the drunken residents of the entire state. Pottstown is interesting enough on its own. I think.
Anyway, I am amazed at what a town barely larger than Bay City (~22,000 people, compared to the 26,000 who lived there in 1960) can have so many more interesting things than my shitty town. For example: WE GET TO GO TO A WAWA! I am so excited about this.
There's a Planned Parenthood there, so I can abort my food babies after eating at awesome places like the Pourhouse, a pub behind a pizzeria called Little Italy.
Also: there's a K-Mart. They still exist in the wild. I thought they were the stuff of legends.
There's also lots of things like a historical manor, an antique mall, and a highway named after the clinically syphilitic Benjamin Franklin.
I just bought a new Nikon CoolPix S9100 for documenting the Misadventures of Doug and Nicky in Yankeeland. It shall be lots of fun.
As a PS, I will leave you with the website of the tattoo shop I hope to visit soon after arriving in Pottstown: Beneath the Skin
First of all, Pennsylvania was the 2nd state to ratify the Constitution, 5 days after Delaware (and 1 day after my future birthday) on December 12th, 1787. It is called the Keystone State, for which I can only guess is due to massive amounts of Keystone Light being drank day after day at schools like Penn State.
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| I assume this is the state mascot for Pennsylvania. |
Anyway, I am amazed at what a town barely larger than Bay City (~22,000 people, compared to the 26,000 who lived there in 1960) can have so many more interesting things than my shitty town. For example: WE GET TO GO TO A WAWA! I am so excited about this.
There's a Planned Parenthood there, so I can abort my food babies after eating at awesome places like the Pourhouse, a pub behind a pizzeria called Little Italy.
Also: there's a K-Mart. They still exist in the wild. I thought they were the stuff of legends.
There's also lots of things like a historical manor, an antique mall, and a highway named after the clinically syphilitic Benjamin Franklin.
I just bought a new Nikon CoolPix S9100 for documenting the Misadventures of Doug and Nicky in Yankeeland. It shall be lots of fun.
As a PS, I will leave you with the website of the tattoo shop I hope to visit soon after arriving in Pottstown: Beneath the Skin
Ai, Doug! Another tattoo! Go ahead, stick another knife in your mother's heart!
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