A small town northwest of Boston, adjacent to Concord. Although there is no definitive town center, and there is no legit place to hang after school, it is still a great town. We have Kimball's. Concordians like to make fun of Carlislians, saying that they are cow-tipping hicks who live in the middle of nowhere. The truth is that Carlisle is as much in the woods as any other town around here, just ask anyone from the City. Carlisle merely doesn't have a commercial center, otherwise it would be identical to Concord. Carlisle also owns all of Concord's music programs combined. Plus, we have Kimball's.
Guy #1: "Hey man, want to hang out tomorrow?"
Guy #2: "Sure, your house or mine?"
Guy #1: "My house, you live in Carlisle."
Concordian 1: "Hey, wanna go hang in the gas station parking lot?"
Concordian 2: "Sure, we're so much cooler than those Carlislians."
Most kids from Concord have never been to Carlisle, and yet they still make judgements.
Inner City Youth #1: "Could you ever imagine living out in the woods? In the boondies?"
Inner City Youth #2: "Yeah, I know, right? Like, in Concord, they're all such hicks. I'd go insane."
"If one has New Londons fries, one must share New Londons fries. Someday you will be without them, and, because of this rule, you can help yourself to some of the deliciousness, just as others have helped themselves to yours."
~Moses, "The Old Testament" Deleted Scenes
When an aquaintance has a serving of delicious New Londons fries, this law can be utilized. The Moocher must first declare that he/she is taking some fries under the Rule of New Londons. The owner of the fries has no choice but to comply, for they know that they have mooched in the past and will mooch in the future.
"Dude, you're so envious, I have fries and you don't!"
"I hereby enact the Rule of New Londons. Fork some over."
"Dammit dude, fine, here ya go..."