I'm gonna tell you a story
I'm gonna tell you about my town
I'm gonna tell you a big bad story, baby
Aww, it's all about my town
Well, I love that dirty water
Oh, Oh, Boston you're my home
Ah... A weekend away with my people... A flight on my own... A hotel room to myself... Boston wind in my hair... Boston accents... buckets of iced coffee in my veins...
But, first... A little suburb action with Barda. Dive bars, Zumba, Pitch Perfect, and music to get us moving for a night out at the Red Sox game! Love you Bards! I had so much fun and want to come spend the night again sometime!!
Schmort... I love you. Your roof deck rocks and Stats is groovy.
Shaun, Shaun. My number one Flicka of a friend!
JA, I love you my sweet girl. Pillow talk with you was fun (sorry for morning breath), and for possibly telling your boyf that I love him.
Esta! I think that Beibs had the most fun with us...obvi...
My big group of Boston gals! I love each of you so much, and am so thankful for the friendship and relationships that we have. You don't meet a group like us very often. (I think there's something in our water... wait... it's dirty!)
B-Whit, we were loving the Boston wind in our hair and the wine in our veins very much...
Monstah!
It's always in bad times (Marathon) and good times (World Series Playoffs baby!) when I miss you and Beantown the most. I'll be back soon...
playoffs? you're...you're talkin' about playoffs?
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