Spent a few days in Gloucester last summer, waiting out some weather on a sailing trip from Maine to CT. One evening while we were there I went to a local restaurant. I was leaving the mens room walking a few feet behind two well dressed young ladies, probably high school age. They were discussing another individual and the language they were using would make a sailor blush. Dirt bag was one of the kinder phrases used, and they were local judging by their accent. So this Gloucester story about HS pregnancies doesn’t surprise me.
Gloucester: For the people not classy enough to live in Fall River (Massholes should get the joke). ;-)