Collinsville
a village in canton ct. filled with hippies and artists. tourists come by to take artsy photos in-front of the run-down ax factory. others under the age of 23 come to collinsville to get turnt and walk around the tress imagining fun things they could be doing, but don’t.
-wanna go to collinsville, like smoke some bogies and listen to bob marley or whatever?
-aww man, let’s go to collinsville, herb dude smoke that and talk about like creativity & stuff.
-collinsville is so artsy, we should come here every friday and drink wine and listen to open-mic.”
collinsville is a town of about 26,000 about 15 minutes east of st. louis. it is considered to be a suburb of st. louis and part of the il metro area. it is one of the only places in the nation where you can find every stereotype in the same town. there are rich sn-bs, country clubs, complete ghetto, trailer parks, projects, white-collar neighborhoods, blue-collar neighborhoods, farmers, and rednecks. in high school, the diverse atmosphere leads to groups forming and regularly engaging in “gangs of new york” style fighting. you find similar people to yourself, get as drunk as possible, and meet in a field for a huge public melee. these fights were usually recorded and then played during cl-ss the next day for the entertainment of students and teachers alike. one thing they all have in common is that everyone begins drinking by the eighth grade at the latest. most are well into the late stages of alcoholism before graduation from high school. this carries on into adulthood where that annual italian fest celebration floods mainstreet with m-ssive amounts of drinking and public urination.
what used to be one of the most compet-tive sports high schools in the nation has become one of the worst. this is due to a lack of motivation from male athletes stemming from the girls preferring to sleep with drug addicts. this leads to built up frusttration and thus, more drunken fighting. sometimes people chill out and go on back road trips or “brt’s” where they cruise country roads and smoke lots of pot. there is a large wigger population. some grow out of it, the rest go to jail. other than all that it’s a pretty sweet place to live. we keep it real.
oh yeah, and there’s some ancient indian burial mounds and the worlds largest catsup bottle.
“you better give them your beer dude, or these collinsville dudes are going to kick your -ss and take it anyway.”
a town in oklahoma that kicks the sh-t out of the town in missouri. we don’t just have pot and liquor, we’re located in scenic meth capital of the world !!!
that there collinsville grad never left his mom’s house.
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