Bedminster

Hometown of the Forbes (magazine), Mercks (drug company), Johnsons (Johnson & Johnson), and Lorillards (3rd biggest tobacco company in the US), to name a few. It's one of the richest towns in the country, and yes, it's in Jersey, but not the Jersey you know. Think Greenwich, CT on steroids. If you live in Bedminster, you know what this town is about. It's "Bedminster" not "Bed-minister", for all you ignorant fuckheads who've never heard of this town. We live on estates, not in houses. We ride our horses with the Essex Fox Hounds to go foxhunting and go to parties afterwards with some of the richest and oldest families in the country. We hold the best parties because our parents are always away, and with 500 acres of property, no one can hear even the loudest music. We attend the best schools in the country, mostly because we're legacies or our parents donated a wing to the school. We complain about the shitty dirt roads because we can't speed the new roadster Daddy got on them without getting a flat. But it's OK because the CEO of Ford lives down the street and can get us the new Land Rover that isn't even out yet. We know that the further down Lamington Road you live, the bigger your house is. Most of all, we know that The Hills and any house less than 8000 square feet is not "Bedminster"- US 206 splits us from that trash. Anyone who tries to walk over will be hit with a rogue 18 wheeler as they cross, not to mention grossly inflated housing prices and general snobbery.