People in Bristol should open their minds, pop on a black T shirt, and head down the Bierkeller of a Friday night. Sure lots are under-age, lots are fruitloops - but it's a proper friendly bunch from what I remember. Never felt unwelcome.

You know you're an emo when you start cutting yourself and you can't remember if it's supposed to feel good or bad...
Then again I like colours, and am a happy bouncy person most of the time so have nothing in common with "dark" side of things.
 They all have that stupid doe eyed, idiotic, fake smiled look in their pictures (always taken at a random angle) Uuurgh!
	
Pretty good advice here. I was thrown out for fighting when I tried this, but that happens to the best of us.
 ) and so never got any stick down there i couldn't deal with, but damn good fun none-the-less 
I would take both over chavs anyday of the week!