BOSTON! BOSTON! BOSTON!

Please take note of the facts.

FACT: I woke up at 10am and proceeded to drink.
FACT: I continued to do so, almost without interruption, until meeting up with Grind at 11:30 PM
FACT: In this time I had consumed a MASSIVE amount of Sam Adams, several shots of Capt Morgan, and probably 4.5 lbs of seafood
FACT: When Grind and I had left our first bar, we were tied at 3 beer apiece.
FACT: When we left our last bar, Grind was ahead by 1/2 beer and it was last call for all of Boston.

In short, Grind did NOT out drink me.
 
Dude, you're dealing with an asshole audience of proles. They are going to latch onto Grind's slogan and run with it like sheep...
 
Also, Boston has some FINE ladies. On average they are about a 7.5, whereas Detroit has a 5. Detroit has far cheaper beer, and the selection is just as good. Also much better wings.
 
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