Ivy League school that has inflated opinion of itself. Expensive investment as a hope for for success
#1 "My senior thesis at Princeton concerned Hegel and his..."
#2 "Dude, just shut the fuck up and give me my pizza"
Probably the most misunderstaood city in the U.S. Those not familiar with the city are usually aware of the Revolutionary history and maybe some unique quirks like cheesesteaks and pretzels. Philadelphia suffers from a bit of red headed stepchild syndrome in that it is a major population center with a unique character but largely goes unrecognized in the American psyche due to the overbearing reputation of nearby New York. The two cities are extremely different and Philadelphians take (sometimes hostile) offense to outsiders who don't bother to understand this. New Yorkers tend to have an arrogance that everything is better in their city. Actually some things are better in Philadelphia. Check it out, just don't mouth off because even though it is the City of Brotherly Love, the inhabitants aren't above giving you a brotherly pop in the mouth.
My girlfriend's folks are coming over to dinner and they have never been to Philadelphia. I guess I'd better get rid of the Schmidt's and invest in some Dockstreet.
The best bar food ever! Fried chicken wings basted in a hot sauce and served with a side of celery and bleu cheese. You dip the wings into the blue cheese and throw the celery on the floor. The best wings are from the Buffalo NY area and the farther you get away the greater likelihood that the wings will suck. Not that you can't get good wings in the rest of upstate NY or even Pittsburgh, Cleveland, and the Twin Tiers (NY/Pa border) but the real deal is in Buffalo. Douche bags claim that the shitty, rubberry, no taste wings one can find in chains like Hooter's and BW3's are good example of Buffalo Wings. The shittiest wings under red heat lamps in gas stations in the above mentioned areas are better than these shitty chain restaurant wings. Also, stupid motherfuckers dip their wings in ranch dressing. Why don't you just mosey on down to the Old Country Buffet, close your eyes and have them pump what leftover shit they have after the early bird special down your throat and top it off with a quart of Hidden Valley Ranch! Any douchebag that thinks ranch is a compliment to buffalo wings needs to be castrated with a shrimp fork. Note: you can't get good Buffalo wings in Chicago, Miami, and New York although residents there think you can. They have wings in Philly but nobody claims they're the best,and they don't eat wings in L.A. because they are assholes.
Dude, if they were that good they would be called NYC wings and not Buffalo wings, so take your pizza pie and cram it up your ass!
A hair style related to but distinct from the mullet, hockey hair, Kentucky waterfall, and Cincinnati toupee. The ape drape is defined by its vigorous growth and lack of part. The drape should be shorter in the front but should ease in gracefully to the shoulders without showing any signs of human intervention. In the dim light of an alley, ape drapes should give their owners the silhouette of a mountain gorilla.
I burned all photos of me in eighth grade because I was sporting an ape drape.
Scranton is a city in north-east Pa that is, and the only way to describe it, fucked up. Built on coal when that shit is what people used to keep from dying and heat their homes in the winter (even uppity fucks from NYC who think they are a self sufficient planet and could secede from the universe)but has fallen on hard times as has the industry. The people who live there have been festering resentment at everybody while at the same time trying to maintain their dignity and history. Also, it is close to NYC and Philly so intelligent and entrepreneurial criminals set up shop there to take advantage of the situation. What does this mean, Scranton has idiosycrancies that are both cool and weird. Is so fucked up that it cannot be compared legitimately to any other city. And is a place where some kind old granny will fry you up a batch of pierogies with mangoes (green peppers in Scranton) if you ask her nicely, or some meth head will shank your spleen for the last of your warm beer. Was the home of the Molly Maguires, the original gang who fucked up shit old school. Google it sometime.
The urban planning in Scranton is thus: church, bar, church, church, bar, crackhouse, university, bar, church, bar.
Form of birth control in which it is okay to have sex as long as the woman squeezes a penny between her knees.
My parents used the penny method, I have thirteen brothers and sisters.
Adoring nickname for the Gravitron ride that shows up at volunteer firemen's carnivals and county fairs. Usually operated by an anti social meth addict, the vomit comet plays grating 80's glam metal very loud to make your ears bleed so you don't notice your stomach unfolding inside out and your funnel cake and coke slamming back into your face a Mach 1.
Dude, no cotton candy before the tilt a whirl, no sausage before the zipper, and no liquids before the vomit comet