boston

the greatest city on earth, home to the dropkick murphys, berkley college of music, the union oyster house, an infinite amount of bars, and the red sox. nobody here calls it beantown, and we don't say "fookin". we pronounced fuckin more like "feckin". don't try to fake a boston accent in boston, i will instantly be detected and you will get cold stares until you leave. alot of people in boston do not actually have the accent, but we can all recognize it. if you're not irish, it's ok, just make up something about a great-aunt from county shannon and someone'll buy you a round. everyone here's a little bit irish, even the asians. the only time bostonians go on the duck tours is the patriots parades, and none of us ever, ever go on the swan boats. we make up words like you wouldn't believe. at any gathering of bostonians over five people, the "YANKEES SUCK" chant AND the "LET'S GO MURPHYS" chant are obligatory. it doesn't even matter what the occasion is.