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You know when you are a goan...when!!

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  • goancrazy2003
    You know you are a Goan when..... ... you really ... talk to ... first ... everybody
    Message 1 of 1 , Oct 31, 2006
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      You know you are a Goan when.....
      >Your house smells like fried onions and fried fish.
      > No matter where you go in the world you will find another Goan
      >named D'Souza or Fernandes.
      > You would rather know what village someones great grandfather came
      >from before being introduced.
      > Other nationalities don't know whether it is a coincidence or
      >incest when you also introduce your wife as a former D'Souza and
      you really
      >scare them when you
      >say your brother also married a D'Souza.
      > When you tell your parents you got 98% in an exam and they ask you
      >what happened to the other two percent.
      > You make tea in a saucepan..
      > You put your clothes in suitcases instead of wardrobes.
      > Your mother has a minor disagreement with her sister & doesn't
      talk to
      >her for ten years.
      > You call an older person you've never met before "uncle".
      > You hide everything from your parents.
      > You drink boiled water.
      > Your mother does everything for you if you are male.
      > You do all the housework & cooking if you are female.
      > You think you can sing.
      > Everyone is a family friend.
      > You study law, medicine or engineering at university.
      > You were thick, so you studied computer science or business
      > You went to a university as far away from home as possible.
      > You still came back home to live with your parents after you had
      > You prefer to dwell on the negatives rather than the positives in
      >ANY discussion.
      > Your best friend got married at the age of 18.
      > You like the meat well done.
      > You eat onions with everything.
      > You use chili sauce instead of tomato ketchup.
      > You fight over who pays the dinner bill.
      > You don't understand what "No thank you" means after you have
      >offered food to someone ....and yet you keep on bloody insisting.
      > You have to outdo your friends with something that is bigger,
      >better, more expensive even if you can't afford it.
      > You're walking out of customs with your trolley at the airport and
      >you see all 25 members of your family who have come to pick you up.
      > You get very upset when airlines refuse to accept your luggage that
      >is only 80 lbs. overweight.
      > You go back to Goa & people treat you like a member of the royal
      > You ask your dad a simple question & he tells you the story of how
      >he had to walk miles barefoot just to get to school.
      > When you were little you always wondered why your English friends
      >waited until after breakfast to brush their teeth when you did it
      >thing in the morning.
      > To your English friends, oil is used purely for cooking and not as
      >a grooming aid.
      > You wonder how odd it would be to see your parents get within one
      >foot of each other (forget about holding hands!).
      > You have annoying nicknames like Petus, Babush, Bostiao or Popot..
      > You are really confused whether or not you are Portuguese.......
      >heaven forbid Indian!
      > Your parents push you to get married all the time but find all
      >other races other than Goan unacceptable.
      > You parents accuse you of dressing like a "hupuleh"
      > You get excited whenever "King Fish" is mentioned
      > No one ever seems to call ahead of time to say they are coming over
      >for a visit.
      > You miss a Goan dance and your parents tell you there were lots of
      >young people there.
      > Your parents worry what other people will think if you're not going
      >to be a doctor/lawyer/engineer.
      > Your parents always say; "It's cheaper in Goa"
      > You cheerfully give away your favorite recipes when asked but
      >intentionally leave out the most important ingredients.
      > You see pictures of the Caribean and you say "it's just like Goa"
      > You've spent a lot of time & effort getting the pulao just right &
      >all your Goan friends proceed to dump salt in it.
      > Unity and Indian Nationalism is not part of your vocabulary
      > Three different Goan clubs/associations are not enough to cater for
      >10 Goans
      > You think Prince Jacob is the ultimate playwright.
      > You call everybody who's brown and not from Goa 'bintakar' and make
      >fun of them in Konkani
      > Two minutes into a conversation you tell a stranger you have 2
      >acres and 20 teak trees.
      > You are comfortable going for a holiday back to Goa in May... just
      >to sample the mangoes/jackfruits and miskut.
      > You wash your ass quickly when you hear a pig grunting.
      > A majority of your wardrobe consists of football club t-shirts.
      > You don't know how to hold a cricket bat.
      >You think 'pilots' ride rajdoot motorcycles.
      > You are well versed in property law even though you're a welder by
      >profession and haven't passed 10th grade.
      > You have mango sap boils on your hands.
      > You have six middle names most of which you cannot pronounce.
      > You run out of the door when you hear a coconut falling.
      > You think jiving is the ultimate form of seduction and grace.
      > Your entire family is constantly fighting over property they all
      >inherited from somebody else.
      > You make your way back to the village after 10 years and call at
      >the 'communidade' office to collect your "zohn"
      > You make your way back to the village after 15 years just to
      >celebrate the church feast in your ancestral house just to show
      >you are still a "bhatkar".
      > You interject 'what', 'men' and 're' in every line of your
      > You cross yourself twice before driving over bridges.
      > You drink/bathe in well water even though you have a tap
      > >connection.
      > You eat last night's curry the next morning.
      >You call mangoes by portuguese names.
      > Lastly, you are certainly not Goan if you don't eat pork, dance,
      >drink Feni and drive!!!!!!!
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