a small town in north east england, aka stockton on tees. a drugs riddled little place with a 24/7 365 pharmacy, with a chill out room behind,for all the marble eyed little smack heads to mess up there own lives. Nice wide high street though.
whitgenstien: my dear fellow you appear to covered in cancorous sores seeping puss, whateverhappened?
ethen hawk: my train passed through fockton. sigh
I don't buy the schmegegge about Morty sleeping with Moira.
His version of the story was pure schmegegge.
The whole schmegegge was made up to get Liz a little bit of attention.
Looking or experiencing something nice after witnessing something horrid like a disgusting gif or a disturbing video. Typically used as eye bleach are nice images of whatever makes the disturbed person happy.