Dwellers of Evans Park in New Orleans. Usually the most distasteful crowd of grungy rich uptown kids youve ever seen. they will ask to bum a cigarette and will probably talk about their trauma or how poor they are. Dyed hair, terrible music, and a general feeling of drugged out apathy exhude from them.
You tryn to smoke today at the park?
No, my friend, i fear the risk of catching chlamydia, hepatitis, or scabies by being in the proximity of yonder Yat Rats just isn’t worth it. Let’s go to the Fly instead.