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Smelly Love
okay guys...i know smelly fobs can love people too...and im not tryin to offend any of em (well maybe i am..)...but i think most of us have stories about awkward yet funny fobs tryin to drop their game with us...do share!!
tell me this as u guys know i work at the airport and name tag says swiss airlines and my name...why did an aunty ask me why is PIA delayed and kept insisting that i worked for PIA...why are we desi's so ignornat?
LMAO@tanveer....
A homeless mug hosin a park is nothin compared to this... Okie, it's true (u can see from the pic) I have a huge masjid next door to my house. well, about a mile down the same road is a sikh temple, just as big. This is a frontage road in the outskirts of town. So, I'm drivin into town one day, I'm stuck goin slow cuz I got grandpa in front of me goin 35 in his buick. Anyway, I pass by the temple and there's this old bearded guy in his salvar kameez and bright orange paag... he's just standing there takin a leak right in front of their temple! middle of the freakin day, smack dab right in front of the entrance gate.... fertilizin the flowers I guess. I saw that and my jaw dropped.
Homeless peeps are totally whack... talk about stanky... me and my friend were in Reno one time and it's kinda late at night... and there's this seemingly drunk transient standing there just kinda pacing back 'n forth in front of a bar; well we kinda had to walk by him to get to our hotel... and he's going on and on to himself about how he wants p*ssy and he's gonna get some tonite and he's gonna give it to all the b*tches and hoes.. so we're walking by him (tempted to walk across the street away from him then go by), but we just go on by him and just try and ignore him, right.. so he stops, looks right at us, "you b*itches! i'ma get mine..."
that's about the time you pull the mace out and watch out the corner of your eye to see he's following you....
okay i got ONE more story. while it doesn't involve FOBs, it would fall under the stanky love category. my friends and i were sitting outside at a coffeeshop just hanging out. this homeless guy came around selling newspapers to raise some money. he's talking to all of us, trying to sell his papers, and then looks at me and just says "ohhh...daymn GURL you pretty!" and throughout his conversation with us, he keeps saying this. lol.. finally, he turns to my friend and asks "is this your girl?" and he points at me. before my friend can say no, the homeless guy says "boy, you better treat her good. KNOW how to treat yo' woman!" lmao!! it was hilarious, the way he was "lecturing" my friend. when my friend is done defending himself and his ability to treat women well, the homeless guy is about to leave and says, "he better treat you good! GURL... if i had money, i would spend it ALL on you!" hahaha.. oh man, it was hilarious.
i shared this story somewhere in the girl-talk village a while back, but i'ma share it again. i was at best buy one day, by myself, looking for some gadget for my computer. i walk by this desi guy who just had "back from the mothaland" written all over him. he does the typical desi leer and stare, so i finally kind of nod and smile at him. while i am waiting to talk to sales rep, he comes up to me and starts some small-talk with me: "where are you from? where in the city do you live? etc etc." the questions just got shadier and shadier though, like: "are you here alone?" "are you married?" at this point, i'm ready to leave but then FOBORAMA asks, "can i ask you something?" so i'm like "sure, go ahead." FOBORAMA: "are you sure? you won't get offended?-- you know what offended mean?" ME: "yes i know what offended means." (you nitwit, you can't even enunciate your v's and w's!) FOBORAMA: "okay..well, can i have a hunk?" ME: "excuse me? a hunk?" i had NO idea what he was talking about. FOBORAMA: "you know a hunk?" and he does a hugging-like motion. ME: "Ohhh... a hug?" FOBORAMA starts nodding his head. ME: "HELL NO!" after that i just bolted and hid in the music section for the next 20 minutes. lol
this story just happened to me a few weeks ago: at the gas station, i had gone in to pay for my gas and the ambiguously Arab/Desi clerk kept eyeing me up and down. i ignored it and was mostly in a hurry to get to work. i gave him my card and when he saw my name was Fatima, he asked if i was muslim. (with a name like fatima mohammed, what else would i be? jewish?? lol) anyways, he tells me that he is egyptian and 1/4 spanish. and i'm like "yeah sure, whatever." then he goes, "do you have any spanish or arab in you?" and i reply, "no, not that i know of." and then he says "oh really? you look like you could use some inside you." WTF?? who the hell does that?? those cheesy one-liners, why use those?? unless you would like having my Nine West up your a$$? ugh. i just about rowlfed right there.
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WTF?
A homeless mug hosin a park is nothin compared to this... Okie, it's true (u can see from the pic) I have a huge masjid next door to my house. well, about a mile down the same road is a sikh temple, just as big. This is a frontage road in the outskirts of town. So, I'm drivin into town one day, I'm stuck goin slow cuz I got grandpa in front of me goin 35 in his buick. Anyway, I pass by the temple and there's this old bearded guy in his salvar kameez and bright orange paag... he's just standing there takin a leak right in front of their temple! middle of the freakin day, smack dab right in front of the entrance gate.... fertilizin the flowers I guess. I saw that and my jaw dropped.
that's about the time you pull the mace out and watch out the corner of your eye to see he's following you....