Boardwalk Empire

The Jersey Shore. Oh boy am I glad I'm not from the Jersey Shore...and I mean that in the nicest most non-insulting way possible. I promise you.

The Jersey Shore, commonly known as the home of where Guido's AND Guidette's, can't forget them, unite, and do wild and crazy things. Right? I'm sure there are many misconceptions of you spikey haired-poofed out-plywood textured-fools so go ahead fight about it but here's what I came to conclusion with while walking down or more so around the "nu joisy shaw":

It's place that's  filled with what appears to be locals looking for one of the two things:

A)A brawl: We get it, your idols consist of Žydrūnas Savickas, Snooki (whom I love) and perhaps even Erik Foss, but you're not fooling anyone! Cut the shit before you really get hit. Dancing around pretending like your in a ring threatening to punch Toni's homeboy isn't cute and neither are your pierced nipples.   

B) Ass: Apparently the way they do it in Dirty Jerz is quantity over quality. I'm not saying here in New York it's different but at least rooftop parties allow you to have a chance with some drunk model instead of some leathery chick who has a million stars tattooed all over her back. 

Guidettes, you go and idolize the cast of Jersilicious, I sure do, and Guidos you go and bake in the sun.

Don't worry, I'm not judging! Just merely observing. That's allowed.