I happened upon your list of the silliest towns you've ever been to.
Being a resident of the fifth silliest town (that's Freehold, NJ), I
feel the need to acquaint you with the true silliness of the
Township/Borough rivalry.  (And it's "Borough," not "Boro."  The latter
is like writing "lite salad dressing.".)  See, the Township's elementary
school district requires all fourth-graders to take a year-long NJ
history class, in which we learned that the Township/Borough rivalry is
really all the Borough's fault.  See, Freehold used to be one big happy
town, made up of a commercial center and surrounding farmlands.  But one
day the commercial center decided it didn't want any of those low-class
farmers in their high-class town, so they split from the farmlands and
became Freehold Borough.  The farmlands became Freehold Township.  As
the years went on, it became apparent that the Borough was pretty damn
stupid, because when they separated from the farmlands, they left
themselves entire surrounded by the Township.  They couldn't grow.
 Served the snobs right.  So Borough became something of an overcrowded
ghetto, and Freehold Township was eventually paved over to make way for
lots of lovely middle-class suburban homes.  (My own house sits on the
soil of a former potato farm.)  While the Borough was going down, the
Township became something of a jewel--the Township is actually the
Monmouth County seat, and now we absolutely refuse to take the Borough
back in.  They've tried to re-join us several times, but it would bring
down the per-capita income and school rankings, so the Township always
refuses.  Still, I can't help but think the Township always feels it's
exacting some sort of revenge on the Borough to this day.  The rivalry
is so strong that when I went to high school (a mere two years ago), we
were very careful to specify that we went to Freehold Township High
School, not Freehold Borough High School.  In fact, we just referred to
ourselves as "Township."  And naturally, our arch rival was...Howell
High School.
    Further silliness: We in the Township actually care more about who
lives in Howell than who lives in the Borough.  Ask anyone here about
Howell (the town south of us), and they'll probably hum the theme from
"Deliverance."  It's a well-deserved reputation.  Once a year, the
volunteer fire department hauls out one of its trucks, dresses one of
its men up as Santa, sits him on top of the truck, and rides up and down
the streets of the neighborhood with the sirens blaring.  It's probably
the dumbest thing you'll ever see, but people love it.  Plus, we once
got all excited because someone decided to make an indie film here
starring John Stamos.  The municipal building actually opened up to
accomodate a casting call for the film's extras.  The film was called
"Grownups," and I don't think it was ever released.  And in third grade,
we took a fantastic field trip--to the Township jail, where our entire
class was locked in a dingy gray cell.  Also, a few corrections:  In
Bruce Springsteen's defense, I must say that he restricted his concert
to Borough residents only because the venue couldn't accomodate both
Borough and Township residents.  And when the concert was over, he
donated some fire trucks to the Borough.  Also, the racetrack isn't open
year-round.  It's only "August thru May" as the sign on the nearby
overpass will tell you.
    That said, I have to tell you that despite all our silly traditions
and rivalries and diner obsessions, Freehold is honestly a great place
to grow up.  The schools are terrific, the people are friendly, there's
more stuff to keep you occupied than you could possibly imagine, and if
you move out and meet another Freeholder twenty years down the line, you
can bet you'll have an instant bond with them.  Though it's gotten big
and sprawling over the years, it still keeps that small-town feel, which
is just great.
    And if you want real silliness, visit Salisbury, Maryland.  They're
incredibly proud to be the home of the Purdue Chicken company.

- Nia