Mike: dont you see theyre running scared because its in their nature theyre from levittown
so after reading this, break out the natty ice, roll the joint, and find a nice sump for you and your friends (this will be easy because, for the most part, they all live at home and go to nassau anyway).
keep it real, l-townnnnnnn
getting a 30/bottle/both and sitting in someone (anyone's) backyard
"Smells like weed"
Currently, Levittown is home to the white trash of the otherwise affluent Nassau County. The residents are generally overweight, caucasion, and in possesion of nothing more then an Associates degree from Nassau Community College.
The youth of Levittown can be seperated into two catagories; Lifers and Non-Lifers. The latter catagory has one goal; get the fuck out. They are generally the ones who constantly struggled against the urge to bring a Glock 31 to their high school (Mac Arthur, Division or Island Trees). NLers leave for college and never look back.
Lifers, on the other hand, are the ones who's existance had peaked during their stay at one of the three respective high schools. They've had the same friends since 1st grade and have no interest in making new ones. They spend their weekends in a sump drinking watered down beer and smoking shwag weed. Upon graduation Lifers have tremendous difficulty transitioning into real life. Some might attempt a stay at an away Uni, but always end up transferring back to Hofstra or NCC because they lack the social skills to make new friends. Will spend the rest of their life with the same people, in the same town, working a mediocre job knowing little more then the hole they've lived in their entire life.
Lifer: I went to NCC, drink shitty beer with other trash and can't locate Europe on a map.