You know you're from____ when.....

[Canuck Carrie 1]

My husband gets after me for saying pop instead of soda. He's like "There is no such thing as pop. what's pop?! It's called soda!". hehehe.

Down here it's Coke even if it's a Pepsi, not soda or pop.

Q: 'Would you like a Coke?" A: "Yes, Pepsi please".

[Welshcookie 17]

Down here it's Coke even if it's a Pepsi, not soda or pop.

Q: 'Would you like a Coke?" A: "Yes, Pepsi please".

LOL....that always crack me up...

[MrMrsKnight 1]

YOU KNOW YOU'RE BRAZILIAN......

If someone tells you to be at a certain place at 1:00 pm, you don't show up until 2:30 or 3:00 p.m.

You know who Xuxa and Pele are.

Your entire family goes to grandma's or aunt's house on Sundays for a big family get together....even when you guys see each other everyday.

You can name at least 30 novelas (Brazilian soap operas) and 10000 actors/actresses.

You travel to Brazil and instead of taking a suitcase with all your stuff, you take presents for the entire family, the dog, the neighbor, not to mention the old/used clothes that you take just in case someone needs it.

You live in Florida, New York, New Jersey, or Massachusetts.

You leave your house spotless when you have people coming over.

An ideal woman is a woman with a big butt.

You can dance.

Your jokes are always about Portuguese people.

You take soccer too seriously.

You go to a birthday party,and you can't leave until you take that piece of cake home.

You know what Capoeira is.

You've studied the history of almost every country.

You eat rice and beans at least once a week.

Your breakfast consists of milk and coffee, bread with butter, a piece of cake

Everyone thinks you're everything but Brazilian.

You are so used to corruption that nothing surprises you anymore.

You know how to play dominoes and cards.

You dont care about race or color.

You have a sense of fashion.

You wear slippers... a lot!

You know how to play volleyball, soccer and handball.

You are always taking pictures everywhere you go.

You know what it's like to buy liquor without an ID.

You know how to party, and if the party isnt over after 5am...its not a party!

Any holiday...being it official or not, is an excuse to stay home from work and take a week vacation.

Your favorite drink is Caipirinha.

You dress up to go to the supermarket.

You spend an entire day at the beach.

You are too friendly.

You didn't know anything about bills until you came to the US.

You still wear speedos to the beach or pool!

You like Guarana better than Coke.

BBQ means steak, sausage, chicken wings, pork, rice, farofa, molho and beer.

You are the loudest person in the room.

You know who Os Trapalhoes, Turma da Monica, Zico, Caetano Veloso, Tom Jobim, Elis Regina, Ronaldinho, Jo Soares, Cazuza, Gilberto Gil, Silvio Santos, Roberto Carlos, Ayrton Senna, amd Carmem Miranda are.

You're proud to be Brazilian!

Edited July 16, 2006 by MrMrsKnight

[MrMrsKnight 1]

You Know You're From Indiana When...

You drive for three hours and the scenery outside doesn't change.

There's three feet of snow on the ground and school is still in session.

You only go to the mall once a year 'cause it takes too long to get there.

While driving all you see is corn.

People still have Christmas decorations up at Easter.

You start saying to yourself "More than corn in Indiana my butt."

Anyone with a cell phone looks out of place.

Walking through Wal-Mart with two carts full of kids is normal.

Anyone with a tan is rich.

The hip hang-out place is McDonald's.

There really is more than corn in Indiana. There?s soybeans, too.

When you plan an orgy and a Euchre game breaks out.

A restaurant has an invisible wall in the non-smoking section and you believe it works.

Speeding consists of 2 miles over the speed limit.

You think you don't have to use a turn signal on your car because you don't use it on your tractor.

You build your dream house on a cornfield, and you considered it posh.

You warsh your clothes and you think George Warshington was the first president.

You're proud to be called a Hoosier, even if you don't know what one is.

You have no problem spelling or pronouncing "Terre Haute"

Detassling was your first job. Bailing hay, your second.

You can stack hay, swim in the pond to clean off, and then have the strength to play a couple of games of hoops all in the same day.

You say things like "catty-wumpus" and "kitty-corner".

You own a dirtbike or a ATV.

You live in a city ... and there's a cornfield in your backyard.

High school basketball game draws a bigger crowd on the weekend nights than movie theaters.

You can see at least 2 basketball hoops from your yard.

You can name every one of Bob Knight's "exploits" over the last few years.

You shop at Marsh.

Damon Bailey was your childhood hero.

The biggest question of your youth was "IU or Purdue?"

Indianapolis is the "big city".

"Getting caught by a train" is a legitimate excuse for being late to school.

People at your high school chewed tobacco.

Everyone knows who the town cop is, where he lives, and whether he is at home or on duty.

You actually know what the CART vs IRL debate is about and have taken a side.

To you, a raccoon is simply a "#######".

The vehicle of choice in your area is not a car, but a pickup.

Someone you know is BIG John Mellencamp fan.

You've been to the Covered Bridge Festival.

To you, a tenderloin is not an expensive cut of beef, but a big, salty, breaded piece of pork served on a bun with pickles.

You call a green bell pepper a "mango".

Sometimes, you call the toilet the "commode" or the "stool".

In the fall, one of your favorite pranks was corning cars.

You know what FFA and 4H stand for.

You know what chip-and-seal is, and your high school was located on just such a road.

You go the county fair every night of it's week-long duration.

You can say "French Lick" without laughing out loud.

There's actually a college near you named "Ball State."

The last "g" is silent in any word ending in "ing."

You think the state Bird is Larry.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Indiana.

[Nikita2Charles 33]

YOu know you are from Haiti!

Most man has a Jean in their name

Most woman has Marie ------------

Party at 10pm means comes at midnight

Once the food is served party is OVER

Take away a Plate home

Used Maggie cube on every meal

Edited July 16, 2006 by Nikita2Charles

[MrMrsKnight 1]

Used Maggie cube on every meal

LOL brazilians do that too!!!!!

[Laveau 67]

You Know You're From New Orleans When...

Your sunglasses fog up when you step outside

Your baby?s first words are "gumbo" and "whereyat"

You save newspapers, not for recycling but for tablecloths at crawfish boils

When you give directions you use "lakeside? and ?riverside' not north & south

Your ancestors are buried above the ground.

You get on a green trolley car to go to the park and a red one to the French Quarter

You walk on the "banquet" (sidewalk) and stand in the "neutral ground" (area of ground between a two sided street) "by ya mommas" (by your mother's house).

Someone asks for directions and you stop and help them with a smile

Watching "Wild Kingdom" inspires you to write a cookbook.

You think a lobster is a crawfish on steroids.

You think boudin, hogshead cheese, and a Bud is a bland diet.

You think Ground Hog Day and the Boucherie Festival are the same holiday.

You take a bite of five-alarm chili and reach for the Tabasco.

Fred's Lounge in Mamou means more to you than the Grand Ole Opry.

You have an *envie* for something instead of a craving.

You use a gill net to play tennis, badminton, or volleyball.

The horsepower of your outboard motor is greater than that of your car motor.

You pass up a trip abroad to go to the Crawfish Festival in Breaux Bridge.

You let your black coffee cool, and find that it has gelled.

You describe a link of boudin and cracklins as "breakfast."

Every once in a while, you have waterfront property.

Your mama announces each morning, "Well, I've got the rice cooking ... what will we have for dinner?"

You refer to Louisiana winters as "Gumbo Weather."

You sit down to eat boiled crawfish and your host says, "Don't eat the dead ones," and you know what he means.

You don't know the real names of your friends, only their nicknames.

You don't learn until high school that Mardi Gras is not a national holiday.

You push little old ladies out of the way to catch Mardi Gras throws.

You believe that purple, green, and gold look good together.

Your last name isn't pronounced the way it's spelled.

You know what a nutria is but you still pick it to represent your baseball team.

You like your rice and your politics dirty.

No matter where else you go in the world, you are always disappointed in the food.

Your town is low on the education chart, high on the obesity chart and you don't care because you're No. 1 on the party chart.

Nothing shocks you. Period. Ever.

Being in a jam at Tulane and Broad isn't the same as being stuck in traffic.

Your idea of health food is a baked potato instead of fries with your seafood platter.

You have to take your coffee and favorite coffeemaker with you on a three-day trip.

You have sno-ball stains on your shoes.

You call tomato sauce "red gravy."

Your house payment is less than your utility bill.

You've done your laundry in a bar.

You don't show your "pretties" during Mardi Gras.

You know that Tchoupitoulas is a street and not a disease.

Your grandparents are called "Maw-Maw" and "Paw-Paw."

Your Santa Claus rides an alligator and your favorite Saint is a football player.

You shake out your shoes before putting them on.

You don't think it inappropriate to refer to a large adult male as "Li'l Bubba."

You know why you should never, ever swim by the Lake Pontchartrain steps (for more than one reason).

You cringe every time you hear an actor with a Southern or Cajun accent in a "New Orleans-based" movie or TV show.

You have to reset your clocks after every thunderstorm.

You waste more time navigating back streets than you would if you just sat in traffic.

Your one-martini lunch becomes a five-bloody mary afternoon... and you keep your job.

Being in a jam at Tulane and Broad isn't the same as being stuck in traffic.

You're walking in the French Quarter with a plastic cup of beer. When it starts to rain, you cover your beer instead of your head.

You eat dinner out and spend the entire meal talking about all the other good places you've eaten.

You actually get these jokes...

[Neja 0]

You know you are from New York City when...

- You've been pressed up against people from EVERY corner of the globe while riding the train.

This is so true. It's almost creepy how close you have to stand to people on the subway during rushour.

hee hee, we say "pop" in the north midwest (or maybe just Minnesota) too! Actually as I read that list about Canadians, I realized... Minnesota should probably be part of Canada.

God knows it gets cold enough in Minnesota in the winter to belong to Canada too haha