7and8

We live in Massachusetts now (not far from Boston). "Park the car in the yard" is the best known sentence to exhibit the Boston accent. I'm looking for a better one.

We went to the Barber today. I will spell what the Barber said phonectically so you can appreciate what I heard.

*Ding ding* Hwaya.
I'm goodm thanks. We're all getting haircuts and I'd like them short.
Shawt, don't say shawt to a Baabaa, I got 5 #zero gawds. Hiya little guy, Ah you gonna be movin' tawget? *giggles*

Needless to say we had our Hai cut shawt and tapahd around the eyas.

Incidentally: The barber asked if I'd like my eyebrowns done. Egads! Next I'd have hair growing out of my ears. I'm already pretty upset that I can't find my nose hair trimer
but not as upset as needing one in the first place. I guess the only thing left to do is wear dress sox with tennis shoes and shorts to the grocery store so I can complete the old man look. 31 is too old to be gray. I noticed that I've moved fully into slat and pepper territory.
Gotta go, I'm late for shuffleboard.