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Misfit said:
Boston guy here. Had to travel to Mississippi for a funeral last month and saw how other motorists will just pull over when they see a funeral procession, whether they're traveling in the same direction or not. No fucking way that would ever happen in Boston. I've done funeral processions that have to travel down Route 1 and it's a shit-show.
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Oh hey that's where I am. Curious now where in the state you went?
 
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Just gotta hop in real quick to share the love of Boston I've recently acquired too. My boyfriend is from Worcester, and most of his family/college friends still live in and around there and Boston, so we get out there plenty. I'm a southern/midwest boy myself, but for some reason I've always felt drawn to the more kinda colonial seaport aesthetic. I love getting out there, and as a lover of coffee and junk food, I gotta say, nobody does Dunkin quite like Boston (for obvious reasons). Our Dunkins here in NY just don't cut it.
 
joshsquash729 said:
Just gotta hop in real quick to share the love of Boston I've recently acquired too. My boyfriend is from Worcester, and most of his family/college friends still live in and around there and Boston, so we get out there plenty. I'm a southern/midwest boy myself, but for some reason I've always felt drawn to the more kinda colonial seaport aesthetic. I love getting out there, and as a lover of coffee and junk food, I gotta say, nobody does Dunkin quite like Boston (for obvious reasons). Our Dunkins here in NY just don't cut it.
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I don't know how it ever came up, but I distinctly remember the day I looked at that name on a screen and said 'Woostuh' to my wife and it blew her fucking mind. She was like "no goddamn way you pronounce that combination of letters like that."
 
Damien said:
I don't know how it ever came up, but I distinctly remember the day I looked at that name on a screen and said 'Woostuh' to my wife and it blew her fucking mind. She was like "no goddamn way you pronounce that combination of letters like that."
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That's me too. The English major in me still wants to pronounce it as "Wor-chest-er", but I've been told that if I want to continue being with him, I'm not to embarrass him like that when we're visiting. 😂 Here in NY, we have a "Houston Street", and it's pronounced "How-ston", which, as someone from Texas, absolutely maddens me, so I suppose I can't give him too hard a time.
 
PanchaMaestro said:
I would rather have to drive in Manhattan or Mexico than Boston. (Not Mexico City though. Not that crazy)
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So, I never had an issue with the traffic in Boston...

My wife and I always went in the Fall annually for a while there, usually as a full leaf peeping New England trip, starting in Vermont, New Hampshire, Maine, and ending in Boston.

Which, by the way, don't do that. Instagram caught on to this trend, and now even places like the White Mountains are unable to be enjoyed. It used to be nothing but locals, slow, old blue hairs--and my wife and I. Now? Wall to wall traffic, and foreign tourists who don't understand proper tourist etiquette. Not their fault, different cultures and all that, but it does ruin the experience--especially when you're used to it being a certain way. I digress.

Traffic in Boston.

So, never had a problem, however, the last time we were there, we got stuck by the firehouse in traffic. During an emergency. I'm literally blocking the bay door, unable to go anywhere, assholes refusing to let me over, and a firetruck half sticking out of the door, blaring their horn at me. And I mean, relentlessly, BAMP BAMP BAAAAAMMMPP, pointing and yelling specifically at me.

I'm motioning to the fireman driving "Where am I supposed to go, man? I can't move. No one is moving, I can't crash my car to get out of the way, I'm trying".

BAMP BAMP BAMP BAMP, WOOOOOOO.

BAMP! BAMP! BAMP! BAAAAAAAAAAMPPP-BAAAAAAMMMP...

Finally, I open my car door, looking at this driver, and go full Bahston on the guy. Which again, I must reiterate: polite, overaccomodating Midwest boy here. To a fault.

"FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID MOTHA FUCKA!! YOU CAN SEE I'M STUCK HERE. I'M NOT ABOUT TO CAUSE ANOTHER MOTHA FUCKIN' EMERGENCY BECAUSE OF ALL OF THESE DUMB BITCHES WHO WON'T LET ME OVER AND YOU DECIDING THAT THIS WAS THE MOMENT YOU DECIDED TO FUCKIN' GET OFF YOUR ASS AND DO SOMETHING! FUCK YOU!!! DON'T BLARE THAT FUCKIN' HORN AT ME AGA--"

I feel the hand of my wife on shoulder, snapping me back to Ohio, and the land of "No, you go. You were at the stop sign first". I finally half curb it, forcing my way over, and wave profusely to the person I semi-cut off.

As the firetruck went by, I did give him one final middle finger, first time I've ever flipped off an emergency vehicle, mind you, but I looked at my wife in that moment and said "We're going to give Boston a break for a bit".

That was the day Boston broke me. There were other factors with rudeness that lead me to that point, but it was the firetruck that broke me. Aforementioned foreign tourists, some obnoxious woman in Salem, etc. But Boston was the final straw.

And to that person that called 911, whatever you had going on that day that the BFD needed to respond to: my deepest apologies.I hope everything worked out and it wasn't a "Manchester by the Sea" situation.
 
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joshsquash729 said:
They raised me to become one! 🤪 But you're right- most ignoramuses (ignorami?) I've met are at least harmlessly so. My sincerest apologies to any and all who wear the moniker. What's beneath the bacteria on the waste crapped out by the tardigrades populating the rancid maggots infecting the wounds of disease-ridden troglodytes? Because that's ballpark where he and his ilk are at.
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I don't know. I think that is still being too kind to Trump.....
 
Justice said:
I had to look up Leakesville. That is a small town, even for MS! I'm up north, just south of Memphis.
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It's basically a town center (hardware store, Piggly Wiggly, Town Hall, school, jail), a bunch of churches, and not much else. Unc wanted to get off the grid, so to speak. Too bad he came down with lymphoma about a year into his stay there and had the misfortune of leaving the state with one of the best success rates at curing that disease to the one with the worst. I'll always wonder how that would have all gone down if he had just stayed here in MA or at least came up for treatment (my cousin could have got him into Dana Farber early on).

joshsquash729 said:
Just gotta hop in real quick to share the love of Boston I've recently acquired too. My boyfriend is from Worcester, and most of his family/college friends still live in and around there and Boston, so we get out there plenty. I'm a southern/midwest boy myself, but for some reason I've always felt drawn to the more kinda colonial seaport aesthetic. I love getting out there, and as a lover of coffee and junk food, I gotta say, nobody does Dunkin quite like Boston (for obvious reasons). Our Dunkins here in NY just don't cut it.
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My good sir, I implore you next time you are here to try a local donut establishment. I haven't been in over a decade so it might be kind of touristy now, but Kane's Donuts in Saugus was always great if you're in the East Boston area. If for some reason you find yourself in Tewksbury (Tooks-berry if you want to sound like a local), Donna's Donuts is also really good. I never set foot in Dunkins, myself.
 
Misfit said:
It's basically a town center (hardware store, Piggly Wiggly, Town Hall, school, jail), a bunch of churches, and not much else. Unc wanted to get off the grid, so to speak. Too bad he came down with lymphoma about a year into his stay there and had the misfortune of leaving the state with one of the best success rates at curing that disease to the one with the worst. I'll always wonder how that would have all gone down if he had just stayed here in MA or at least came up for treatment (my cousin could have got him into Dana Farber early on).
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Yeah the first rule of Mississippi is that you leave Mississippi for treatment if you come down with something serious. My youngest sister was diagnosed with a super rare type of benign brain tumor at 5 years old back in 2000. Her initial surgery was in Little Rock, Arkansas but after that she and my parents moved to Boston for a few months (full circle in this convo!) where she had radiation therapy done at the Harvard Cyclotron. It is hilarious hearing my dad's stories of being up there and misunderstanding the locals because admittedly he is quite the redneck, despite having been born and raised the first few years of his life in Chicago. You can definitely tell where he is from listening to him. People tell me I don't sound like I am from here, which I take as the biggest compliment, personally.
 
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