This week's Delco Dime is Rebekah Ettien. You may recognize her from tending bar at The Deck or Brownies 23 East. She comes to us from Media, and is a graduate of the prestigious Harcum College in Bryn Mawr, as well as the world renowned Penncrest High School. I don't know what it is with all these dimes coming out of Media and Penncrest, but they are definitely setting a high standard for the rest of Delco. These Media women stroll State Street, booty dropping at Jocelyn's while getting beer bathed by Strath Haven trash (J.D.), and look good doing it. As for Becky, she's a cool chick. Throw her a couple tips at the bar and she'll be sure to hook you up with some free drinks. Her hobbies include back country skiing and photography. Be on the lookout for her, and fellow Delco Dime Tina, working McFaddens at the Ballpark this summer for all Phillies games.
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Who's got jawns?This video is named "what people say in Delco." Should be titled, "What white-trash people say in Marple." This video is the furthest thing from Delco, and it's embarrassing to be represented as such on the world wide web. Stay tuned for a video that describes how actual people from Delco talk.
"let me spit in your butt" -- what? I Love This Fuckin’ Shit Oh Yea. This feels good. Really, really goddamn good. Where do I begin? I feel like there’s so much that needs to be said and, although I’m not restricted by spatial limitations or content monitoring, I want to use my words correctly. I guess I’ll start from where I left off.
Since my last post and as I watched our brainchild wither before my very eyes, I’ve had this overwhelming sense of emptiness in the pit of my stomach. I couldn’t quite fill the void. Something was wrong and it extended beyond the closing of TTAD.com. It was as if something was close enough to grasp yet too far to reach. In all seriousness, you can only listen to R. E. M.’s “Everybody Hurts” so much before something has to give. Without getting into specifics, I just felt as though my world was falling apart. Food tasted more and more bland. I tossed and turned all night, only to wake up in a cold sweat—and yes, occasionally, in a pool of my own urine. (Things have changed but my alcoholism stayed pretty steadfast, believe it or not). But I knew, in my heart of hearts, the only remedy for this colossal bout of the blues was the revival of the website. I wanted it. I NEEDED it. But I was afraid. I knew that my fellow staff members shared in my love of debauchery, bullshit, and rebellion as much as I did, but how would they respond to a re-launch? Click "Read More" to Continue Scumbag of the Month: |
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