Entire groups of people are blacklisted from the bowling alley on Blackman Street. People send out their dogs, hoping they'll bring home something for dinner. Hundreds of passenger-side windows are made out of Hefty Bags. The one that hangs 'round over yonder, back 'ah Bubba's storage bin. The typical resident has logos on half his clothes.
Belt buckles tend to weigh about five pounds.
The antennas on people trucks are a danger to low-flying airplanes headed to the only airport in the world named backwards at Avoca. No yard sale in Wilkes-Barre is complete unless it offers an Elvis Jello mold. Every street has at least one house with a shopping cart in front. People think they earned the arena, when it was really some conniving politicians who swindled it out of an unsuspecting Bob Casey, the same way they swindled the airport and the VA Hospital and the Arbitron market and a slew of radio stations whose owners were duped by The Stolen Airport Effect. Folks get into fistfights at Circuit City over who gets the better CB radio.