Prior Lake, is a semi large town in the southern part of mn, with a very lengthy and tedious record of being home to racists, homophobes, hicks, and a shit ton more.
Nevertheless the schooling is an entirely different conversation with the BIPOC students constantly being at risk of a racial attack, being that the Prior Lake High School has been under fire for a bunch of shit now its pretty obvious that it isn't the best.
Although it does have a few good things one of them being the BIPOC population and the community that has.
Person 1: Hey where do you go?
Person 2: *sigh*... Prior Lake...
Person 1: Damn... ain't y'all just racist.
Person 2: *begins to cry* ...yeah...
Person 1: Ha loser imagine.
*Principal goes on loud speaker* ... *awkwardly long pause* Lakers we can do better
Any edible creature coming out of the lake. Such as bass, trout and crayfish.
Person1 : hey when does the fishing season start?
Person2: I don't know but when it does I'm gonna be pulling in the lake steak!!!
Surprise! No lake.
But it's an island unto itself.
I feel more isolated and alone than Plumas Lake.
(noun): an area being urinated in, typically used to describe a toilet or urinal
Man 1: Hey where'd Gary go? He left his beer.
Man 2: Oh yeah he had tag out again to refill the ol' citrus lake. That dude is a real piss wizard.
Known for the 1932 and 1980 Olympics and nothing else. Rich dicks visit the town in summer and fill the narrow two-lane main street trying to go to Starbucks. If the Miracle on Ice hadn't happened here, the past string of shitty governors of New York would not have dumped millions into funding the overrated ski town. Whiteface ski prices are expensive even for the rich assholes that live there. Lake Placid's shadow blocks out any success possible for the neighboring towns of Tupper Lake and Saranac Lake. Everyone from Lake Placid is either rich, a dick, or both.
Lake Placid Native: Woohoo Miracle on Ice was lit! We're the best place on the planet!
Tupper Lake Native: You're why our town gets no funding.
Saranac Lake Native: Tupper Lake sucks. Shut up you Lake Placid wanna-be.
7๐ 4๐
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to Heaven where the angels fly
They go to the lake of fire and fry
See 'em again 'til the fourth of July
I knew a lady who came from Duluth
Bit by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
Flew away howling on the yellow moon
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to Heaven where the angels fly
They go down to the lake of fire and fry
See 'em again 'til the fourth of July
People cry and people moan
Look for a dry place to call their home
Try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils try to make them their own
Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to Heaven where the angels fly
They go down to the lake of fire and fry
See 'em again 'til the fourth of July
7๐ 2๐
Where blue lines stop bullets, there are four colors that disignate who you are, murals are everywhere, and no doors are nice. Better and nicer then Herndon.
Students its only safe on THIS side of the line.
305๐ 186๐