The New England Classic is a dope work of satire. All content is based either very loosely on fact or entirely on fiction. Any resemblance to real names or likenesses, aside from those of public figures, is coincidental.
The New England Classic is not intended for readers under 18 years of age, unless you have cool parents that let you drink on vacation sometimes and, like, don’t have a curfew.
With all that being said, we really want to receive a cease and desist letter (for the street cred). If you’re rich, powerful, or otherwise influential, please consider threatening legal action against us today!