You think of Philadelphia as the Midwest.

You think it's your God-given right to cut someone off in traffic.

You think there are only 25 letters in the alphabet (no R's).

You think three straight days of 90+ temperatures is a heat wave.

All your pets are named after Celtics or Bruins.

You refer to 6 inches of snow as a "dusting,"

Just hearing the words "New York" puts you in an angry mood.

You don't think you have an attitude.

You always 'bang a left' as soon as the light turns green, and oncoming traffic always expects it.

Everything in town is "a five minute walk,"

When out of town, you think the natives of the area are all whacked.

You still can't bear to watch highlights from game 6 of the 1986 World Series.

You have no idea what the word compromise means.

You believe using your turn signal is a sign of weakness.

You don't realize that you walk and talk twice as fast as everyone else.

You're anal, neurotic, pessimistic & stubborn.

You think if someone is nice to you, they must want something, or are from out of town.

Your favorite adjective is "wicked,"

You think 63 degree ocean water is warm.

You think the Kennedy's are misunderstood.

bizah = odd
flahwiz = roses, etc.
hahpahst = 30 minutes after the hour
Hahwahya? = How are you?
khakis = what we staht the cah with
pissah = superb
retahded = silly
shewah = of course
wickid = extremely
yiz = you, plural
popcahn - popular snack

You wear a Harvard sweatshirt.
You cross at a crosswalk.
You ask directions to "Cheers."
You order a grinder and a soda.
You follow soccer.
You eat at Durgin Park.
You pronounce it "Wor chester" or "Glouchester".
You call it "COPEly" Square.

Pay no attention to the street names. There's no school on School Street, no court on Court Street, no dock on Dock Square, no water on Water Street.

Back Bay streets are in alphabetical odda. Arlington, Berkeley, Clarendon, Dartmouth. So are South Boston streets: A, B, C, D.

If the streets are named after trees (Walnut, Chestnut, Cedar), you're on Beacon Hill. If they're named after poets, you're in Wellesley. All avenues are properly referenced by their nicknames: Comm Ave, Mass Ave, Dot Ave.

Dot is Dorchester, Rozzie is Roslindale, JP is Jamaica Plain. Readville doesn't exist.

THE NORTH-EAST-SOUTH-WEST THING:

Southie is South Boston. The South End is the South End. Eastie is East Boston. The North End is east of the West End. The West End and Scollay Square are no more - a guy named Rappaport got rid of them one night.

Frappes have ice cream; milk shakes don't.

Pop is Dad, not soda.

When we mean tonic WATER, we say tonic WATER. The smallest beer is a pint.

Scrod is whatever they tell you it is, usually fish. If you paid more than $6 a pound, you got scrod.

It's not a water fountain, it's a bubblah.

It's not a trash can, it's a barrel.

It's not a shopping cart, it's a carriage.

It's not a purse, it's a pockabook.

They're not franks, they're haht dahgs.

Franks are money in France.

Don't call it Beantown.

Don't pahk your cah in Hahvid Yahd. They'll tow it to Meffa (Medford) or Slumaville (Somerville).

Don't swim in the Charles, no matter what Bill Weld tells you.

Don't sleep in the Common.

Don't wear orange in Southie on St. Patrick's Day.

There are two State Houses, two City Halls, two courthouses, two Hancock buildings (one old, one new).

Route 128 is also I-95. It is also I-93.

It's the Sox, the Pats (or Patsies if they're losing), the Seltz, the Broons.