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A dump town named after two memebers of the french parliament, John Wilkes and Isaac Barre. And guess what, they never set foot in America. What was once a sprwaling metropolis of 25,000 people, is now a town being overrun by old people, funeral homes, and ghetto drug dealers. Every-where you look, there's a funeral home in some fancy old house and down the road, you'll see another drug deal or shooting taking place. Another thing Wilkes-Barre prides itself in, having the most amount of potholes and closed bridges, and the most run-down and dumpy downtown ever. Main attractions? The yet to be built movie theater..stanton lanes and never forget..Skateaway!!
Come join the fun!!
Well..how bout a garbage dump?
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City which wishes it was Scranton. Still bragging (can't imagine why) about a stupid flood that happened 32 years ago. Likely to see people dressed like the year is 1983.
At least I'm not from Wilkes-Barre
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A woman whose ranking of attractiveness is only a 10 in the city of Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania, but is comparable to a 5 or 6 in other civilized areas of the world.
Mike: "Hey, Ray! Did you see Nicole yesterday?
Ray: 'Yeah, she's a Wilkes-Barre 10 for sure'
The act of farting into an intercom at your place of employment.
Jack had Taco Bell for lunch so we are sure to hear the Wilkes-Barre wind chime this afternoon.
Especially large woman in an XS jersey with 3 or 4 teeth which are usually yellow in color!
Wow that Wilkes-Barre Scranton penguin fan bought 3 tickets for tonights game and she's using all 3 seats!!
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The Wilkes-Barre Repair Job is when a car has different colored parts. For example; the hood of the car is black, while the rest of the frame is shit green. Bonus points if multiple parts of the car are different colors.
Jim: “Dude, that car is a piece of shit. It looks like it’s hardly able to run.”
Fred: “I know, you can tell by the Wilkes-Barre Repair Job. The door is brown, the bumper is red, and the car is white. Surprised it still turns on.”
Being fat white trash and tanning under the sun, out front of a busy public street, in 88 degree weather, while stuck to a metal futon out on the side of the curb.
Hey man, let's go get Wilkes Barre Tans!
Yeah, I wanna get CRISPY!