As I'm walking my dog last night I overhear this conversation from inside a Telegraph Street residence:
Kid 1: I can't get to Watertown right now!
Kid 2: Dude, no one can get to Watertown. How would that even be possible?
I would like to note, neither one of these people were kids, or phonetically - kehds. They were 2 late-20s early-30s men in an apartment full of men drinking from red Solo cups on a Thursday evening. I might also add, they did not close their blinds or their front door. Ah the luxuries of being male.
But in case they were wondering Watertown is damn close to Boston. I hope they figured it out.
