I always say I’m from just north of Detroit or just outside Detroit. Yes that means Grosse Pointe.
Detroit is the wild Uncle you were scared of when you were really young, thought was awesome when you a teen cause he might buy you beer and when you’re older you kinda just end up pitying cause he’s lonely and sad, but you won’t let anybody say anything bad about him cause he’s your Uncle and you love him.
Comment by Gorilla
May 15, 2006 @ 3:26 pm
What Uncle are your talking about?
Comment by J-Ho
May 15, 2006 @ 4:56 pm
I wish I came from Detroit’s suburbs. Left coast ain’t got no character.
Comment by A.
May 16, 2006 @ 4:55 pm
You want character?
Berkley had a bakery, a gun shop, a smoke shop, and a tanning salon (four different ways to kill yourself), plus a flower shop (to pre-order for your funeral) all in the same strip little strip mall. Great town.
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