doylestown, falsely advertised as the ideal place where your kids can grow up, yeah, if they want to learn the art of strip poker, beer pong, and who can pack the bowl the fastest. fake i.d.'s?? doylestownies prefer snooping around in our parents licker cabinet while they're sleeping upstairs. walking up and down the same street only to stop at Nat's, planet smoothie, or starbucks for a few hours is a hell of a good time and in doylestown, you're not cool until you roll down that window and call the random kid standing on the corner a fag. yes it's doylestown, yes they're rich and most likely drunk, and yes they are extremely bored (so call up that random kid in your 2nd period class and hook up behind a shady building while your friends stumble around looking for another beer.)
"wanna get drunk and make out?"