Boston...
Now when I used to say I was from Boston, the "oohs" were quickly replaced by the "oh" when I told them that it "was Boston, Lincolnshire where the pilgrim fathers set off to go to Plymouth, not Boston, Ma"...

I was proud of the fact I was from near there, it was my town dammit, and I liked it, it had a big church, called The Stump. A fucking Stump. Like an amputees left, stump. I think that should have been a sign really...And some bloke who did some printing thingy came from there. And the Pilgrim Fathers. Who, were imprisoned there before, yes, going to Plymouth...Anyway, you can go to the Mayflower centre and get IN FOR FREE, if you're an American, which my parents keep telling my wife; for she, is from the US and A...

However, now living outside of Boston, I have the priviledge for realising what a dump Boston actually is.

It stands near the Wash. And it needs it.

It's stuck in the late 1980's - My wife and I play "first one to spot the shell suit"...

And whenever there was a program about Boston (the woman that stopped traffic for example) I stood aghast at the ignorance and fucking stoo-pidity of these morons...

It's no wonder that the Pilgrim fathers fucked off. I'm surprised they didn't stop off at SkegVegas on the way though.

Oh yeah, that's because that's shite too.

Length? At least it's not another mans come in my mouth.
(beatpig understands subliminalesbianmessagaying., Tue 3 Nov 2009, 21:57, 1 reply)

It
says it all that the Pilgrim Memorial is next to a sewage works. It's like reminding everyone else why they left
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Wed 4 Nov 2009, 13:25, closed)