An Ode, to the residents of 730

In the course of my life, I have never met more crude young folk than those who live in Western Maryland. These are the ones who went to the "better" high school and thought hairstyles could make a difference in life. Very much like the basic instincts of animals, really, with the "puff n fluff or get left out of the mating season" mentality. These folk know no independent thought but herding and grazing and the like, following anyone whose hair was larger or whose IQ was lower, which ever is more impressive. Respect is earned also by the above criteria. I have said it before and will say it again: I thank my mother for leaving the area and finding a man whose idea of conversation did not include dirt pawing and grunts.

Hagerstown Maryland is the epitome of this type of species. It encapsulates the very essence of white trash and car-bra mentality. As I am sorry to see such wonderful countryside scarred by the hideous youth of whom I speak and so many of my good friends trapped here, I am equally relieved that the inherent lack of civilisation in this town has lead me to leave it. And good riddance, I say.

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