A Conversation Between Real Bostonians
Bahstonian 1: “Hey, can I have a chowdah?”
Bahstonian 2: “New England or Manhattan?”
Bahstonian 1: “Arr youh kittin me, is this even a Bahston bah?”
Bahstonian 2: “Look. This is a real Bahston bah, and I’m a real Bahstonian. My great-great-great-great-great -great-great-grandfathah was in the Bahston Tea Party.”
Bahstonian 1: “I legally changed my middle name to Pedroia.”
Bahstonian 2: “I named my daughtah Carla Yastrzemski.”
Bahstonian 1: “I live in an apahtmint that’s below a bah and above another bah.”
Bahstonian 2: “I live in a bah with three leprechaun roommates.”
Bahstonian 1: “My cousin is Mahk Wahlberg.”
Bahstonian 2: “I’m still a Celtics fan.”
Bahstonian 1: “One of the leprechauns I live with has a tattoo of Mahky Mahk.”
Bahstonian 2: “I gave birth to a leprechaun.”
Bahstonian 1: “I was bourn on a duck boat.”
Bahstonian 2: “All my children were conceived during the seventh inning stretch at Fenway.”
Bahstonian 1: “I was a janitahhh at MIT until I solved some equation on a chahkboard. Then I went to Californyah to be with Minnie Driveah.”
Bahstonian 2: “I was actually DiCaprio in The Depahted.”
Bahstonian 1: (Beats up a Yankee fan)
Bahstonian 2: (Steals a wallet from some wicked smaht Harvahd kid)