Hingham girls. Probably the biggest bunch of ugly, snobby Preps in the whole state of Mass. They think they're wicked tough because they run their mouth on the red line, do coke (bought with their parents money) and let their boyfriends smack them around before Monster Jam.
The popped-collared wearing, shapeless, stringy-haired, rotting crotched posers listen to rascal flatts and pretend they have problems.
They only travel in groups outside of Hingham because they are pussies and don't stand a chance against any other girls from any other towns. And heaven forbid they run into a Black person. They are stupid enough to pick fights with anyone who doesn't have as much money as them. If anything they should be more eager to get in a fight because, well hell, Daddy can always pay for a new nose job!
Now don't get me wrong, the punk rock girls of Hingham are cool. Because they hate the collar-popping puss bags just as much as everybody else. You know you're not very well liked when you get your ass kicked on the train and even the boys you're with cheer on your enemies.
BECAUSE EVERYONE HATES HINGHAM GIRLS!!!!!
Go take a walk to Black Rock, Higham High, Derby Street, or possibly a random night on the red-line and you'll see perfect examples of Hingham Girls.