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.
