7.17.2004
Things I Either Don't Understand or Hate About Boston
1. What the hell is a Frappe? Call it a milkshake like everyone else.
2. Red Sox Nation. I needn't elaborate.
3. Liquor stores around here close at nine, and you can't buy a sixpack in the grocery or the kwik-e-mart (unless they were grandfathered in or some such hooey).
4. They only offer twelve specialty plates, unlike sweet home virginia which has several dozen. And vanity plates are prohibitively expensive. So no "Govno" plates for me.
5. Rotaries are ridiculous.
6. One of the reasons I moved out of suburban New York was because of the atrocious accents. I just couldn't stand listening to the harridans and guidos talking in the mall. Oh, Boston's not known for their annoying accents at all.
7. The people here are pretty damn racist.
1. What the hell is a Frappe? Call it a milkshake like everyone else.
2. Red Sox Nation. I needn't elaborate.
3. Liquor stores around here close at nine, and you can't buy a sixpack in the grocery or the kwik-e-mart (unless they were grandfathered in or some such hooey).
4. They only offer twelve specialty plates, unlike sweet home virginia which has several dozen. And vanity plates are prohibitively expensive. So no "Govno" plates for me.
5. Rotaries are ridiculous.
6. One of the reasons I moved out of suburban New York was because of the atrocious accents. I just couldn't stand listening to the harridans and guidos talking in the mall. Oh, Boston's not known for their annoying accents at all.
7. The people here are pretty damn racist.
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