Da Lu

My cousin lives in Da Lu. He fights over the last slice of pepperoni like it's a championship.

Da Lu is just a fancy name for a place where people yell at each other and eat too much junk food.

I moved to Da Lu because I thought it was a gangster place. Turns out it's just a bunch of people who think they're cool.

Da Lu is where people think they're in the mob, but they just work at the local gas station.

I called my mom from Da Lu. She said, 'You're not in a gang. You're just late for dinner.'

The guy from Da Lu tried to rob me. I told him I was from the city. He said, 'You're not from here.' I said, 'I'm from the city.' He said, 'That's not cool.'

Da Lu thinks it's the best town ever. It's just a block away from the mall.

I live in Da Lu, and I think I'm the toughest person in the world. My proof? I eat cereal for dinner.

Da Lu is so full of itself, it thinks it's the capital of the world. It's not. It's just the capital of trash talk.