You're a wicked masshole and you wouldn't have it any other way. If you were born and raised in Boston (or right outside it - same difference, right?), there are a few things that make complete sense to you that might leave outsiders shaking their head and rolling their eyes.\nBut that's okay...you know these things are totally normal and that's pretty much all that matters. Here are 23 telltale signs you are definitely from Boston.\nYou know that Fenway "pahk" is the greatest baseball stadium of all time.\nThere's no doubt about it; the Green Monster is old, rustic, and pretty much a rite of passage for any baseball fan.\nAnd you also know exactly where you were during the 2004 World Series.\n...you know, when the "curse" was broken.\nBrownstones (particularly those in the South End) are your definition of home goals.\nThose adorable porches with the wrought-iron rails and brick walkways, all nestled under rows of hovering trees...why would you want to live anywhere else?\nThe Citgo sign is your north star.\nSeriously. If you're ever lost, just look up to the sky and spot the Citgo sign - you will immediately be able to get your bearings.\nThe Top of the Hub works too.\nThe very top of the Prudential Center also makes for a very convenient directional landmark.\nThere's a good chance you've never actually followed the RED brick road...\nThe freedom trail runs through Boston, marked with red bricks for easy access to self guided tours. And while most Bostonians have seen those red bricks scattered throughout the city, they've never actually walked the whole thing. (Unless, of course, you did so during an elementary school history trip.)\nIt's obviously "glosstah" not "glowchester."\nGloucester, Woburn, Peabody...there's a right way to pronounce them and a wrong way.\nTo you, Dunkin' is the only coffee worth drinking.\nGet out of town, Starbucks. Bostonians love their Dunkin'. And yes, it's Dunkin' (or Dunks), never Dunkin' Donuts.\nDucklings give you a warm fuzzy feeling... especially, in the winter time.\nThose iconic ducks in the Boston Common never get old, especially around Christmas when they're decked out in scarves and hats.\nYou know that the greatest pizza in the world can be found in the North End.\nRegina's, Umberto's, Ernesto's...take your pick.\nSpeaking of the North End, you've had your fair share of cannolies.\nCue the debate of Mike's or Modern's. JK you know the best cannolies are actually from Maria's.\nTom Brady is a god.\nThere is no debating that.\nYou know how to use the word "wicked" correctly.\nAnd it has nothing to do with witches.\nWhen you don't feel like making the trip down to the cape, Southie "beaches" will do.\nBut going to the cape is the best.\nYou have an appreciation for NYC's grid system...because, the T is kind of the worst.\nBut still, EF YOU New York.\nYou and your Yankees.\nYou call chocolate sprinkles, "jimmies."\nAnd had (still have) no idea that that's actually kinda racist.\nYou know that Faneuil hall is actually hell.\nPacked to the brim with tourists and overpriced menus, it's best to avoid Faneuil hall at all costs.\nNew England Clam Chowder is the only chowder you'll eat.\nWTF is Manhattan chowder anyway?\nIf you can drive in Boston, you can drive anywhere. #masshole\nDriving in Boston is not for the faint of heart.\nSt. Patrick's Day is your favorite holiday.\nBoston basically bleeds green.\nRight after Allston Christmas.\nThat glorious summer weekend when residents of Allston line the streets with furniture and home items they want to rid from their life. AKA a bunch of free shit.\nYou know that Fall on the Charles River is pure magic.\nThe glistening water, the falling leaves, the crisp air; you honestly can't beat it.\nYou love that dirty water.