Bristol, PA is where everyone you know is on some sort of drug, but you just don't care. There's the kid down the street that everyone hates, so after dark, you go bomb his house wth a few dozen eggs. Kids are generally separated and classified as 'the big kids' and 'the little kids'. manhunt is the shit, and when your parents yell at you for climbing on roofs and tell you not to play anymore, you play woman-hunt(manhunt...but during the day).it's so close to philly that you get all the benefits of actually BEING in philly: philly soft pretzels, philly cheesesteaks,etc. You went out until the street lights came on, or until your parents yelled your name out the front door and said it's time to come in. when you live there, you say how much you can't stand it but as soon as you leave, you are the first person to defend it when other people talk shit.bristol accompanies Levittown, and Croydon/Old croydon, all of which are equally as crime filled. basically, bristol is home.
Bristol, PA is the shit.
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