On my way to my parent's place in the poconos, I drove by a town called Buttzville. Now, that must be a bummer to explain. Not only do they live in New Jersey, they live in a town called Buttzville, in New Jersey. The conversation must go something like this:
Someone from somewhere else: So, where are you from?
Buttzvillian: I'm from a small town in New Jersey.
SFSE: Oh man, New Jersey?! Isn't like one giant, stinking asphalt parking lot? That must suck.
B: No, that's only Newark. Once you get away frrom the highways, it's really nice.
SFSE: (dubiously) Yeah, ok. So, where from in Jersey?
B: Buttzville.
SFSE: Dude, you're joking.
B: Nope. There's a town called Buttzville, and I'm from it.
SFSE: So, you live in a state that everyone considers the armpit of America, in a town called Buttzville. You make it too easy, brother.
Tomorrow, I'm going to try to hit Hot Dog Johnny's. My roommie was there last week, and it's supposed to be a New Jersey landmark. I'm becoming more New Jersey-ian everyday!
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