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arowrath · 6 days
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the subway gets delayed because it loves you and it wants to spend more time with you btw
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artbyblastweave · 2 months
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About six months back I lost a round of social Ju Jitsu and wound up getting roped into attending a Sox game at Fenway that I didn't really want to attend. It was during work hours so whatever, kind of a wash. Precisely as uncompelling to me as every other baseball game I've ever been to, except that this happened to be the game where at the start of the fifth inning they carried out the formal termination of Chaim Bloom for his gross incompetence as Chief Baseball Officer for the Boston Red Sox. I was fascinated with the lurid, grotesque ceremony with which they marched him out onto the field with his hands tied behind his back and lined him up against the Green Monster. I watched as the ceremonial officer, decked out in full Wally regalia, offered Bloom a blindfold and the traditional last frank, fumbling the conciliatory sausage into the corner of Bloom's mouth before hurriedly lumbering out of the line of fire. And I watched as the ten-man line of sox pitchers unleashed a perfectly synchronized volley of hardballs, physically obliterating Chaim Bloom's musculoskeletal structure in a single gorestained moment of human annihilation. I witnessed the half-chewed last frank spiraling through the air before landing on the astroturf alongside the rest of the offal. As fans in the front rows poured out onto the field and swarmed the remains in pursuit of red-streaked souvenirs, I reflected on the pitchers, now forgotten amidst the burgeoning chaos. I wondered what it was like to live with that kind of moral burden. I mean I know that one guy out of the ten is randomly issued a softball to introduce a comforting sliver of doubt that they were truly a participant in the termination, but let's be real, those guys throw those for a living. They can feel the difference. They know what they must one day be held to account for
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spacetronomyfan · 10 months
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There's nothing the tumblr girlies love more than the Great Molasses Flood of 1919 huh
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yekokataa · 2 years
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specialagentartemis · 11 months
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if you’re not supposed to take food or beverages on the T then why is there a Dunkies at the station. Checkmate MBTA
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senatortedcruz · 10 months
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keith lockhart is the people’s lydia tar
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mcgruffthecrimedog · 6 months
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Shoutout to the stretch of the T between kendall and charles/mgh, gotta be one of my favorite sections of train
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rosenonsense · 6 months
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you’re the hero boston needs, but not the one it deserves….
It’s a tough job but somebody’s got to do it!
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fagrackham · 2 years
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i dont believe in the orange line
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neolesbian · 3 months
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maybe the orange line is better because i just realized today that there's a train every six minutes
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diedamederschatten · 4 months
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since we have a Pokemon region based on New York City/New Jersey, I propose a Pokemon region based on Boston:
Pokémon centers are all Dunkins
Legendaries based on Keytar Bear, the Route 1 mini golf dinosaur, and that sacred cod thing at the State House
Elite 4 based on the major sports teams
the TF2 scout is there for some reason with no context or explanation given
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arowrath · 6 days
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boston is more scared of you than you are of it
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artbyblastweave · 1 month
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St. Paddies day in Boston can be rough. I recognize the importance of traditions like this as a community building thing, I understand that in this atomized society of ours we have fewer and fewer of these communal events to hang our hats on, I do. And for these reasons, I’m loathe to be a killjoy about it. But the fact remains that The Running Of The Snakes is just completely incompatible with Boston’s contemporary car culture. It kind of made sense when the city was still an island, and it’s never been the worst if you’re on foot because they’re not very fast and the terrain can work in your favor depending on where you are in the city. But if you’re commuting? Total shitshow. Citywide meat grinder If they don’t get it over with before 5 pm, which of course they never fucking do. Thousands and thousands of snakes all over the road and only one direction your car can possibly go. And if you go over them perpendicular, you know, you can live with that- it’s like chopping a sausage, one or two points of contact, quick and clean. But if by unfortunate coincidence the tires line up with one lengthwise it’s like stomping on a tube of toothpaste. If you’re going really fast there can be collateral on that. While I was typing this I accidentally ricocheted a Burmese python vertebra off a lamp post and creamed a bike courier. The Mayor’s gotta do something. She’s gotta put her foot down
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blogunrelated · 1 year
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dunkin donuts be good challenge (impossible)
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halcyo · 2 years
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charlie… money literally isn’t real… pls fix the mbta ❤️
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senatortedcruz · 2 years
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there is no greater suffering in this world than being high as shit watching phantom gourmet. i need that sandwich that’s only available at a podunk diner in rural new Hampshire immediately. 
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