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Er... don't quote me on that.

YOU KNOW YOU'RE FROM BRAMPTON WHEN...

you can speak/understand several languages native to the asian continent.

you can curse effectively in at least 5 languages.

you go to Shoppers' World or Bramalea and you see almost everyone you've ever known, REUNION!

you've ever seen an authentic Indian dance as part of a highschool talent show.

you can understand and occasionally find yourself speaking in Ebonics.

you've been to Sonny's at least once (and you may or may not have learned the hard way that they do NOT take debit - sucks at 4am huh?).

youve ever played pool at the Wizard's Castle

you always smell (like) curry.

you've ever referred to your school as "the ghetto".

you've given up on ever seeing a white pizza delivery man.

you purposely call Atlas Taxis in order to get the only white driver in the GTA (although you know A1 is the fastest ).

you have friends from ethnic orgins that most other Canadians didn't know existed.

you recognize Cricket to be Brampton's official sport.

you eat at the Mandarin for every major occasion.

you've celebrated at least one birthday at Laser Quest.

you've celebrated at least one birthday at Discovery Zone.

you're white, yet you still know how to rap, freestyle or beat-box.

you know not to go down Main Street when a soccer team wins - mainly Portugal, Italy or England.

you thought Gage Park was the place to be winter time, the ice donut, nuff said.

you thought the Century Gardens waterslide or the Balmoral Rope was the ultimate entertainment.

you go away to university and naturally make friends with all the brown people.

you've raced a GT down Major Oaks at lest once.

you are used to waiting in that HUGE line at the Dairy Queen on Queen Street in the summer.

14 year-old 'gangsters' have tried to fight you at Silver City before being picked up by their parents after the 6:10 show. (Shiiiiit, that ain't gangsta)

you refer to Brampton as 'Bramrock', "B-Dot", 'B-Town', 'Bramladesh', 'Browntown' or 'Singhdale'.

you've almost been shot or stabbed at a Crack Time (Coffee Time).

all of the fields that you remember as a kid are now sub-divisions.

you swell up with pride every time you see the 'All Roads Lead to Brampton" sign at the airport!

you've been to at least one Canada Day fireworks at Ching.

you remember when they built the Wal-Mart on Bovaird.

you've bought and/or sold samosas at a school event.

you know that the 80km limit on Bovaird is a tease, because when it isn't covered in snow it's definitely covered in construction. (Always has been, always will be.)

you can't resist giving a loud shout-out to Brampton every time Russell Peters is mentioned.

you complain constantly that Brampton is so boring, but when some jackass from Mississauga (etc.) says the same thing, you're the first person to pont out its gangsta qualities.

you shiver with fear when you pass the cult-esque church on Kennedy.

you remember when Gateway 6, Centennial and 410 & 7 were THE illest theatres to watch movies at.

you know that Brampton is (officially) Canada's Flower Town, but you have NO idea why.

at least half of your school worked at the closest grocery store (usually a Food Basics or a No Frills).

you've been swimming in either Heart Lake or Professor's Lake, and you know ALL about the jeep, the crane, and all the other spooky stuff at the bottom.

you remember how BCC and Shoppers' USED to look.

you have at least one Sandy Kennedy note-pad in your house.

you thought the pile of sand at Professors Lake was a real 'beach'.

a cricket bat has been used as a weapon in a fight at your school.

you no longer think it's even remotely funny/unusual to see a congregation of barefoot Indians sitting in a circle at a local park.

you've ever been a Bramjammer, a leader, or at the very least know what they are.

you've worked for the city, either at a pimpin' Parks job, or a slave-labour Recs job.

you know how to pronounce (and maybe even spell) the word 'Chinguacousy'.

you've considered converting religions so that you too can carry around a ceremonial dagger, and when you know that dagger is in fact called a kirpin. (You also know that it isn't worth the hassle, since the poor guys aren't even supposed to use them.)

you've seen an old Indian man on a bike ride the length of Kennedy Road with perfect posture and the kickstand down.

you've seen a turban shaped swimming cap at National Sports.

your highschool didn't have a football team (or if it did, it sucked, and nobody cared) but it sure had Cricket Teams A, B, C, D & E.

you know that Ching is really a pile of trash covered in dirt, but you don't really care, because it's Brampton's only ski hill!

you feel like you live in an exotic city because you vividly remember the saga of the Professor's Lake piranah.

you're out of town, and you've debated whether or not to just say 'Toronto' when people ask you where you're from, but you always settle for 'just outside of Toronto'.

you know not to go anywhere NEAR the Brampton Mall after sunset. Unless, of course, you are ballsy enough to be going to Crystle Bowl, the only alley in Canada where you can rent shoes and buy crack from the same person.

you've ever made the task of choosing teams easier by declaring 'brown against white'. (Of course, the white team always ends up with a few brown guys to keep the numbers even.)

the brown people are legit enough to keep giving the white people even better Brampton stereotypes because they know it's all in good fun.

your local newspaper has a price printed on it, but you know they aren't fooling anyone cuz that bitch is FREE (and you'd rather get the Pennysaver anyways).

you know that the Howard Johnson on Queen & Kennedy isn't fooling anyone either, because it IS and will ALWAYS be the Rosetown Hotel, not matter how many times they clean up the blood and change the sign.

your middle school collectively went to, and fought, another middle school.

you remember spending Friday nights ice skate at Ken Giles before they turned it into an indoor soccer field (which, for the record, is pretty legit).

you've attended at least ONE Loafers Lake dance.

you know at least five people people with each of the following name suffixes: 'inder', 'deep', 'jit' and 'jot'...and NONE of them have accents.

you know that the Major Oakes parking lot at night is a better place to get stabbed than to get laid... but you go there anyways.

even the snow is brown

you have no interest in strip clubs anymore because the only one that comes to mind is the Sword and Shield on Queen St, which makes you want to put on a sweater.

you thought you'd recognize the street you were looking for when you saw it, only to remember that every fucking street in the 'section', starts with the same letter.

you yourself, or at least one friend or relative has worked at the Chrysler Plant.

your principal calls down students with last names beginning with 'S' on picture day, and you feel the ground shake as 80% of the school stands up.

you know that the parking lot at Trinity Common will be as chaotic as a yard sale in Springdale.

you left home for university, and you're the brownest person on campus.

you know that it's Queen St. and Main St., not Hwy 7 and Hwy10.

you don't really know what Chan's serves as meat, but it's cheap and there are Chinese people there, so it's good enough for you.

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. ,,, .//androo is great.
(._.) cherp.
/_) ) (cute girls make me smile.)
green day gives you aids.

i cant belive someone made this.

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, and is all that you need.

oh brampton...

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. ,,, .//androo is great.
(._.) cherp.
/_) ) (cute girls make me smile.)
green day gives you aids.