where to begin. this poor excuse for a town is approx. 1.2 square miles. Of its 27 lakes, most were destroyed when the town was washed away, and probably wont be refilled for years to come. a classic med laker would be caught at
riv,
grabbing a slice, and taking off..or at wawa with a prime case of the munchies. lakers enjoy smoking pot, getting trashed, and thinking of everyway possible to seperate
medford kids from medford lakers. you live in lakes, you ride your bike. not just any bike, a classic
beach bike with large handle bars and a large seat, some with baskets. your parents dont give a shit about your life, and you have the best times of your life at a random field where no one can find you. you know everyone around you, and can pronounce all the names of the random street signs no outsiders can read. you shop at
murphys, and buy your gas at
mobil. when your thirsty, you invest in a half gallon of ice tea at wawa, and couldn't have anything better. overall, everything about your life is a joke and you wouldn't have it any other way.
whos that
sketch kid over there staring at nothing,
who cares, some
stoner from medlakes