The Orange County Interwebs Horror Show and Your Favorite Friends and Neighbors
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We're talking cheatin' radiomen, Mexican trailer trash, Costa Mesa flashers, surgically frightening Midwest transplants and Newport Beach fishermen who piss in Gatorade bottles.
Don't Forget the Trenchcoat Weichman Realtors is apparently going for a real niche client base, according to this headline for a Jan. 13 post: "Expose Yourself In Costa Mesa, CA." (Life in Costa Mesa)
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Move Over, Racist Fustercluck A recent party that got out of hand drew this video and headline from a site called the Two Malcontents: "Open Borders: Mexican Trailer Trash Start Melee With Santa Ana cops."
The same site headlines a video that shows a Chinese artist having his trousers fall down around his ankles while in a reception line with a certain former president like so: "Flashback: President Clinton Meets His Hero--The Inventor of the Quick Release Pants." (The Two Malcontents)
Pick-Up Artist Some folks really know how to live, like this Newport Beach resident: "I am going to do something great someday. But for now, I clamber about on a dock, stepping in smashed anchovy guts and picking up Gatorade bottles full of fishermen piss." (En.Gravatar.com)
Coast Roast The question is simple: "What's awesome in Newport Beach?" The answers are mostly restaurants, but Eric H. ends his list of recommendations with "Avoid anything to do with Newport Coast." That prompts Chris E. to ask, "So why are you strongly against Newport Coast?" Eric H.'s answer: "It's filled with Midwest transplants/bad surgery victims that live in houses they can't afford and act like hot shit, plus it ruined the coast from Newport to Laguna." Yeah, and don't forget the random piles of anchovy guts and bottles of fishermen piss. (Yelp)





























