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Things I learned from my wog mates
You can never have too many Sub Woofers.
Speaking of subwoofers, you can easily get eight 10-inch subs in an 89 Pulsar.
When a wog tells you “my car does 12 easy mate” he really means 13.5 with his cousin Gino in the passenger seat timing him on his Nokia stopwatch.
Lebos don’t appreciate Italians calling their friends habib.
Maltese people, according to the Lebanese, are honorary Arabs… however… according to the Maltese, we started the whole system.
Never buy, or consider to buy….hell, never even SIT in a Hyundai. Unless for insurance jobs purposes.
For a good deal on a stereo, go to Knox City JB and ask for a guy called. Joe, tell him George sent you and easily get mates rates. However, think twice when asking for a receipt.
Never stare at your mate’s girlfriend’s mo.
If you haven’t got a cousin that can do it, you’re not a wog.
Cars have a red line for a reason.
For a good length beard for Saturday night, shave Thursday night. Otherwise, shave Saturday morning if you are Lebanese.
Never argue with a V8 motor head if you drive a turbo.
Adidas goes well with Kappa.
One phone call + 2 minutes = 50 habibs.
Doing laps around Chapel St. has its many uses. It allows a wog to scope out the available merchandise walking the streets, allows other wogs to scope out those 18 inch rims on your civic and most importantly its an efficient way to burn a tank of petrol.
Simply checking out the local talent while driving leads to nothing. For an effective method of entertaining the ladies and yourself, a few beeps from the horn and some effluent language does not go astray.
If you enjoy your job, then you’re not technically “working”. If you’re not technically working, then Centrelink does not have to know about it.
For a car you can rev the crap out of, get a Honda. For a turbo, get a Nissan. Toyota's are good for a laugh, and you can't beat the backseat in Jim’s Valiant.
For some real food, take Leb bread along with salad and tomatoes to KFC and order 4 crispy strips.
It is embarrassing when you use the same razor and after-shave as your mate Gino Popolopolis’ sister. |
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There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
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