A huge yet inconspicious shop in manchester where all the scene/fashionXcore cunt
girls form stoke on
trent go on the
train. Often the aforementioned fashion
core cunts are drunk 15 year olds looking for tutus and old badges to make them seem
individual. Their plan is fatally flawed.. they go in and buy exactly the same things in different colours, therefore looking the exact carbon copies of each other.
They mess up affleck's palace for everyone else. Because the shop-keepers expect everyone else to be cunts. The fashionXcore elite rarely ever venture upstairs in affleck's apalce, to the second hand and thrift stalls because they're so 'vintage' they can't own anything older than 3 months old. The only reason they go upstairs is if they're drunk or have heard that someone will pierce their
lip or give them a star tatoo for a relatively low price, without parental consent.
Affleck's palace would actually be half decent if it wasn't for these
vans-wearing cunts blocking the entrance.
fashionXcore
girl: ah, me and chez went manchester the other
day when we were supposed be at school, we went on the train and spent the whole
day there.
me: didn't you go anywhere else in manchester?
fashionXcore
girl: where's manchester?
Scene cunt: Ah, I well bought a super ted badge and a tutu from affleck's paalce the other
day. Affleck's palace is mint.. do you know what's upstairs?
Me: yeah, it's really cool, there's all these second hand shops..
Scene cunt: second hand shops? really? Well i was gonna go up last time but this woman kept iving me evils.
Me: Oh yeah, I know the one.. She's really
nice I had a really long conversation with her the other day about just life in general. The
people at Affleck's palace love me because I don't dress speak or act like a cunt.
Scene cunt: Well.. I was drunk!
Me: exactly you scene cunt.
