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Me too. But I can't believe that CT is the only state that had keggers in the woods.That got me laughing because we did that. A lot.
Me too. But I can't believe that CT is the only state that had keggers in the woods.That got me laughing because we did that. A lot.
Connecticut made a trade with NY: Fischer's Island for that little annex called Fairfield County. Before that Connecticut was almost square. Some say that it still is.The part about Dunkin is true but no mention of the java. Most people I know go there for the coffee not the average tasting doughnuts.
And yes, Faifield county is a suburb of NYC.
I have an old friend down in Atlanta who's husband drive 25 miles to get her dunkin for her bday.
Likewise. One time the cops busted us up, we fled into the woods and they took our booze.That got me laughing because we did that. A lot.
i have two friends who named their dogs kemba#18 should be "they have a pet named Kemba/Shabazz"
i've been to several other states but i went to washington state and north carolina, and was told i have a strong accent... really surprised meI never thought Connecticut people had accents. A friend from Jersey told me to say these 2 words:
Mary and Merry.
Most Connecticut people pronounce them the same similar to Southerners with "all" and "oil".
Living on the Cape after living in CT for 21 years this list is missing one attribute of a Nutmegger/Husky they drive in the fast lane at 50 mph and regularly use the far right lane to pass.http://wallstreetinsanity.com/17-ways-to-tell-someone-is-from-connecticut/
The gif in #2 is classic.
What about people who 'merge' onto the highway by just coming into your lane so you need to slam on the breaks to avoid running into them? That's a Connecticut thing.Living on the Cape after living in CT for 21 years this list is missing one attribute of a Nutmegger/Husky they drive in the fast lane at 50 mph and regularly use the far right lane to pass.
I guess the best explanation I can muster is that the location of the party on any given night was almost always the last thing to be worked out, and oftentimes it didn't work out at all. So...the woods were often the default, and we knew the woods in most areas better than anyone who might want to find us. And we had forts in many of them too, some of which were pretty elaborate.
One of the more brazen examples that comes to mind was the day of the CROP hunger walk. We had the day off from school if we were participating in the hunger walk, so of course we all signed up. And we walked until we were far enough from others not to be seen. And then we disappeared into the woods, through backyards, etc. until we could get to a car we had stashed nearby. And then we drove to where the rest of us had left our cars, including one with a quarter keg we had obtained for the occasion. We then drove to a predetermined state forest where we knew we could enter without detection, hiked a mile or so into the woods and had an epic session from which many legendary stories were born.
Or this could happen (ignore the crappy visual and just listen, it's probably better that way).
This was every weekend when I grew up in JerseyThe "high school parties in the woods" really got me laughing, something I always heard my CT friends talk about but never really understood
Yeah I know. Exit 98 GSP. It was the best place to grow up.Jersey? What exit???![]()
#18 should be "they have a pet named Kemba/Shabazz"
The "high school parties in the woods" really got me laughing, something I always heard my CT friends talk about but never really understood
I guess the best explanation I can muster is that the location of the party on any given night was almost always the last thing to be worked out, and oftentimes it didn't work out at all. So...the woods were often the default, and we knew the woods in most areas better than anyone who might want to find us. And we had forts in many of them too, some of which were pretty elaborate.
One of the more brazen examples that comes to mind was the day of the CROP hunger walk. We had the day off from school if we were participating in the hunger walk, so of course we all signed up. And we walked until we were far enough from others not to be seen. And then we disappeared into the woods, through backyards, etc. until we could get to a car we had stashed nearby. And then we drove to where the rest of us had left our cars, including one with a quarter keg we had obtained for the occasion. We then drove to a predetermined state forest where we knew we could enter without detection, hiked a mile or so into the woods and had an epic session from which many legendary stories were born.
Ain't that the truth.
One of my more memorable examples of this was when our krewe was attending a party somewhere in Wilton or Ridgefield--one of those word of mouth parties where we were "invited" by someone who knew someone who knew the girl whose parents weren't home, and everyone essentially crashed it. We showed up with a keg, which we were wont to do, and the party quickly got out of hand. Someone called the cops--may even have been the host--and we were all told to get out asap. On my way out, I remember seeing one of my classmates standing in a very nice room in the house that was decorated wall to wall with framed photos and other collectibles. He spotted a huge jar of pennies in the room, grabbed a couple handfuls at threw them at the walls, shattering most of the glass in the frames. And then he ran out laughing maniacally.
So can you explain it to me? Did nobody's parents ever leave the house?
fwiw I think it's also to a smaller degree a Mass thing.
It's a southern RI thing as well. We did it a lot.Me too. But I can't believe that CT is the only state that had keggers in the woods.
I have gotten more speeding tickets in Connecticut than all the other states combined and I have never lived in the place.The historical field trip part is so true (#13) and I think I went to them all, at least twice.
As for driving (#4), I have lived in Mass, NJ, and CT. Connecticut is known for speed traps. For native M s, traffic laws are only for the little people who are not from the Hub of the universe (some one actually said to me while he drove through 4 red lights in a row down Boylston St one night). Folks from NJ drive fast because everyone knows if you don't get to you objective by a certain time, especially if you have to cross the Hudson, you are never getting there.
I have gotten more speeding tickets in Connecticut than all the other states combined and I have never lived in the place.
Danzz said:I never thought Connecticut people had accents. A friend from Jersey told me to say these 2 words:
Mary and Merry.
Most Connecticut people pronounce them the same similar to Southerners with "all" and "oil".
I don't get it. Many worse states for tickets like MD and OH. Never got a ticket in CT.I have gotten more speeding tickets in Connecticut than all the other states combined and I have never lived in the place.
The "ah" sound is the same for the "Ma" in Mary and the "Me" in merry. It isn't said the same in every Christmas special, you just don't recognize it because you are from Connecticut. You may think you say it like Jimmy Stewart but you don't to someone outside Connecticut. Best way to find out :try saying merry without an "ah" sound. It is really hard to go for us.I don't get this, is one of the r ' s said too short or too long?
Or is it (Mare'ree)for the name and (Maree') for holiday, vice versa?
Every xmas special says them the same, or was Jimmy Stewart a closet nutmegger?