second guitarist in the manic street preachers. couldnt play for shit, but was the groups lyricist. he walked out of his london hotel room on the first of feb 1995, never to be seen again. no body has been found. family declined to officially declare him as dead.
A little patch town in Washington Co., PA, where there’s only 4 varieties of houses, with a population of 1813 as of July 1st, 2018. It once had the largest bituminous coal mine in the world, but that’s about the only record that Richeyville ever set, and will set. It is a hot spot for trick-or-treaters because the houses are close together. There’s an old rusty water tower on top of the hill that probably hasn’t been painted in over 20 years. It has a carnival every first week of June, and a fireman’s parade during that weekend. That is all.
A combination of sexual tension and the heat of an orgasm clustered into one human being. Can possibly/will frequently combust due to his own overwhelmingawesomeness.
A city slightly north of the Tourist Attraction Clearwater, in Florida, Port Richey is filled with the sewage run off of people that couldn't quite make it. Though not all citizens of Port Richey are helpless drug addled losers with nothing going on, they account for more than half of the population. Port Richey is a wonderful wasteland, where the majority of arrests go to Walmart Thefts, and the second highest goes to Narcotics Possession. Where there are more hotels for the exchange of paid sex than there are actual hotels, Port Richey should be avoided at all costs.
Dave: Hey man, did you hear that Port Richey is getting a Pro Team?
Scott: No way, what's their name gonna be?
Dave: The Port Richey Pillheads
Scott: Hey man, you know where I can trade some of these Vicodins for Sexual Favors?
Dave: Dude, just head up Highway 19 until the Sun stops shining, then find a hotel that looks abandoned.