Isleton
A miniscule town in Northern California with a whopping population of 10 crack heads and a shop called the Master-Baiters, this lovely little town smells like garbage and kush. Oh and if you ever have an emergency well you're shit out of luck since there's no police department for miles and miles so don't choke on any crawdads!
Annie: *ring ring* Hey Kelly my friend Danny is having a medical emergency right now what should I do?!?
Kelly: OMG well where the hell are you guys?!?
Annie: We're in Isleton!
Kelly: He's fucked LOL
Kelly: OMG well where the hell are you guys?!?
Annie: We're in Isleton!
Kelly: He's fucked LOL