A town generally known for either the rich, BMW-owning, Haverford Boys School
attending assholes that live in houses at least three times the size of a normal one, or the middle-class want-to-be ganstas who spend most nights hitting up wawa or getting wasted at Polo park.
On the average Saturday night, you can find a small conglomerate of the future members of AA sitting around and on the jungle gym, talking about how much they hate Havertown
and then climbing into the car, soon to get their third or fourth DUI.
My pants can fit a family of 4, my shirt is big enough to get lost in, and even though I've had a great education at Coopertown I spell "boys" like "boyz." Thats right, I'm from Bryn Mawr.