Fire Destroys Shenandoah Night Club

Glad everyone got out alive. But the fact is....one less drug bar!!! Scum central.

"Night Club" lmao

mofo wrote:

"Night Club" lmao

Better then the so called clubs in Hazleton
At least in Shenandoah they keep their illegals in check

If everything in Shenandoah and Mahanoy City burnt to the ground,it would be an improvement

Smokey the Bear wrote:

If everything in Shenandoah and Mahanoy City burnt to the ground,it would be an improvement

Throw in McAddo, Hazleton and Freakland too.

Bidet Salesman wrote:

<quoted text>Throw in McAddo, Hazleton and Freakland too.

you forgot to add Nesquehoning AKA Holleywood

The Real Story wrote:

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you forgot to add Nesquehoning AKA Holleywood

Have you ever been to Shenandoah or Mahanoy City. Comparing them to Nesquehoning, is like comparing you to Einstein.

Bertrand Russell wrote:

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Have you ever been to Shenandoah or Mahanoy City. Comparing them to Nesquehoning, is like comparing you to Einstein.

I've been to all three and i think the comparision would be closer to comparing you to the crap I just took, since both are waste and stink. Plus only Hollywood has a Sokol Club
Social
Outcasts
Kooks
Old
Losers

As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto

And his mama cries
Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto

People, don't you understand
The child needs a helping hand
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
Are we too blind to see,
Do we simply turn our heads

And look the other way
Well the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto

And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam the streets at night
And he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto

Then one night in desperation
A young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
Tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto

As her young man dies,
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries

Elvis Has Entered wrote:

As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
People, don't you understand
The child needs a helping hand
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
Are we too blind to see,
Do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way
Well the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto
And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam the streets at night
And he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto
Then one night in desperation
A young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
Tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
As her young man dies,
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries

If her momma or daddy would have taught her to swollow none of this would have happened