My ring (class of '90) has the stick in the beaver’s mouth as a Roman numeral 90 (XC). (Actually, now that I look at my ring, it’s in his hands, not his mouth.) The word “ninety” is written out in the sticks he’s standing on, and the number 90 appears in the moon overhead, the beaver’s tail, and a tree in the background.
That is very cool. Yous fellas should start an “Ask the MIT Guys” thread.
Any time. My 1980 Rat has the beaver holding a stick and standing on a pile of other ones, and the Great Dome on both sides.
It’s only a block away…
Er… that came out more tersely than I intended. 
I also remember the Cities’ Service sign from when I went to Fenway Park as a kid. Back when single income families could all afford to go to the park and sit in good seats without taking out a second mortgage.
One Friday morning a long time ago, a woman boarded the train in Concord, bound for Boston. The train was almost full, but she noticed a vacant seat next to an older woman. She asked if the seat was taken, and was told that it was not so she sat.
She said to the older woman “I take this train every Friday, and have often seen you here as well.”
“Oh yes, dear, I go into Boston every Friday to get scrod.”
“Oh, so do I! But I didn’t know that that was how it was pronounced.”
To Boston! The Hub of the Universe
The home of the bean and the [s]c[r]od
Where Cabot speaks only to Lowell
And Lowell speaks only to God
Dear God, man!
You’ve just put the Lowells above the Cabots!
::swoons::
Well, God is “Old Money”…
The Lowells see nothing untoward in this. They inquire, for instance, whether there is any municipality in the Bay State called “Cabot.”
I graduated from U Lowell and currently live on Cabot St. Who can I look down on?
The Saltonstalls?
Midgets?
Not if they’re standing on the shoulders of giants.
I don’t know about any shoulders of giants in Boston. I’ve only seen Andre the Giant’s disembodied head.
Holy shit – you mean the terrorists have struck the WWF? We’re doomed! :eek:
I heard another version:
Cabbie picks up man at the airport and asks him where he wants to go.
“I want to get scrod”
The cabbie says: “I’ve been driving hack for 35 years and I never herad someone refere to it in the plu-perfect tense before”.