I didn't grown up in a town. I grew up in a field. Seriously. No neighbors my age to play with, no cable, no air conditioning. I had to entertain myself for the first 18 years of my life. Now that I'm grown, I live in the town of towns. My house is in town, I work in town, I hang with my townie friends in town, and I drink and eat in the town. I guess you could say that I wake up every morning with a hometown hangover.
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Hometown Archive
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- Lady J
- Hand Made Stuff
- Saturday Night Live
- MPW Band Photo
- Simpsons Work Pic
- My Simpsons Avatar
- Happy Birthday, Make-Believe Husband
- Fug Hunt
- Who wants crabs?
- K9 to 5
- Mother London
- Marlon Marathon - Julius Caesar
- Meat Sugar, Caffeine, and Bile!
- Ford: Mustang or Model T?
- There's No "I" in Family
- Philadelphia, a good place to kill folks
- Missing Palmer West - Live Show
- Leo Did It
- Introducing Miss Leia
- Saving Lives Since 1939
- All I Need is an Excuse
- Sexy at 60!
- Marlon Marathon - The Wild One
- Name That Pooch
- Strangers in the Night
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Townies
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Beeps
Friend or Foe
- BaRou is the New Bklyn
- Born 2 Be Riled
- Chachi Milk
- Chester County Astronomical Society
- Funnyman Jim Dodge
- I Have Nothing To Say About That
- KimDeC
- Lunch Hour Pops
- Master of My Own Domain
- Missing Palmer West
- Monkey Daemon
- My Husband Hates Veggies
- Nocturnal Admission
- Now Where'd I Put My Drink?
- Owls Are Not What They Seem
- Philebrity
- Pop-o-Matic
- Pumpkin Eater
- Seth In Brooklyn
- Songsmith
- Take a Chance You Stupid Ho
- That Blue Yak
- Tikaro: John Young's Blog
- WC Dish
- West Chester Jim
- West Chester Unplugged
