Poughkeepsie, The Small Town That Could
Poughkeepsie, the small town with a heart of gold, America's sweetheart! The New England foliage against the worn brick buildings reminds me of a quaint town in a time when things were simpler. A time when people rode horses instead of driving cars and ate stuff that came from the ground rather than from a store. And that's what makes Poughkeepsie so special, most residents are too poor to drive a car (or own a horse for that matter) and usually eat stuff off the ground. Poughkeepsie marches to the beat of it's on intoxicated overweight barely educated drummer wearing JNCOs that just arrived at the local mall. I think this is why on the Daily Show last night Jon Stewart's guest thought it was necessary to imply that Poughkeepsie was the best city in all of America, and by best I mean worst. Does this guy not like popular 80's style bangs do? or morbid obesity? What's wrong with violent drug addicts roaming the streets? Is it filth he has a problem with? I just don;t get it I was there for four years and the worst thing that happened to me was getting molested by a group of retarded people, and that's not that bad.




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"...and the worst thing that happened to me was getting molested by a group of retarded people, and that's not that bad."
Not that bad? Heck, that's a nice slice of all right.
Poughkeepsie--the small town that could, but really shouldn't.
Stop it, Poughkeepsie. You're embarrassing all of us.
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