"that cold, scarred city where children play without despair in backyard slagpiles...."
-Harry Chapin on Scranton, "30,000 Pounds of Bananas"

From deep within Northeast Pennsylvania's pothole city, they come... they speak in an accent which may slightly resemble a mix between a drunken Irishman and a Polish housewife with a horrible cold...  they are SCRANTONIANS, and they are a vicious breed. Dis site is for allayas lookin fer a kuppa-too-tree tings ta do up da electric city, or just fer yer ennertanemen'. Last updated 7 Feb 05.

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