-You think American bathing suits are enormous. (Oh my gosh, yes!)
-You like Guarana better than Coke. (Nah, but Coca Light takes an easy first place over Diet Coke.)
-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. (Maybe leave the house at 1:00pm)
-You know who Xuxa and Pele are. (I actually was proud of myself one time when Gilmore Girls mentioned Xuxa and I knew who she was!)
-You would rather die than see Argentina beat Brazil in soccer.
-BBQ means steak, sausage, chicken wings, pork, rice, farofa, molho and beer. (A hard choice between Brasilian and Southern!)
-You are the loudest person in the room. (That's hard to do here....)
-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're so proud that you're Brazilian you tell everyone. (Does it count that I am proud to seem Brasilian?)
-You leave your house spotless when you have people coming over.
-You have a sweet ass (or you like women with them).
-You understand & speak Spanish, but when you say a word in Portuguese no one understands you. (Maybe it's just my accent.)
-You take soccer too seriously. (Or at least have memorized the game schedules so you don't have to pass by Maracanã on Sundays or Wednesdays.)
-You cried when Brazil lost the world cup. (Not too hard.)
-You know what Capoeira is.
-You know a lot about Samba and Pagode. (Aw, samba isn't hard to dance.)
-You eat rice and beans at least 7 days a week.
-Your breakfast consists of milk and coffee, bread with butter and a piece of cake.
-Everyone thinks you're everything but Brazilian. (French, German, American)
-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. (They forgot Vinicius de Moraes!)
You are so used to corruption that nothing surprises you anymore. (Louisiana has nothing on this country!)
-You know how to play dominoes and cards.
-You take pictures everywhere you go.
-You know how to party, and if the party isn't 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. (And you dread the day after a holiday because traffic, for some random reason, will be worse than normal.)
-You know what feijoada and pave are. (Gross on the first, yummy on the second.)
-You spend an entire day at the beach.
-You are too friendly. (I've started telling people my whole life story.)
-You make friends everywhere you go. (Everybody has something in common with me.)
-You own havaianas in every color imaginable. (Not yet.)
-No meal is complete without rice, farofa and feijão. (WHY, when I cook, do I feel like I have to make rice and beans?)
-You'll fly Varig even if it's a little more expensive because it's Brazilian. (Hey, it's nice!)
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No only means no after you have said it a dozen times followed by a “that’s gonna be hard” You watch soap operas knowing that they will end in under 3 years. And if you wanna watch again you better hope it comes on “vale apena ver denovo” The elite novellas make this list. And no matter what the situation there is always “a way” in or out of it.
this is hysterical. i don't understand half of it, but i can tell it's dang funny. umm, can you speak more on the sweet ass comment? cuz we've got those here, but they're of teh 4 legged type...hehe
27 yeses later...
I guess I'm becoming Brazilian.
They missed one: you know you're a Carioca when you can walk casually through four lanes of fast moving traffic and cause no accidents...
Thanks to David and Jenna for laughing hysterically and being able to add to the list, and thanks to Jules for laughing hysterically just because.
About the sweet ass thing, Jules.... They are the 2-legged type and let's just say I'm much more Brasilian than American!
Love it! I live in Romania and so much of this hit home ....the different attitude about time, the soccer fascination ....stuck in the heart of the old, cold "Soviet satellites" is the hot-blooded Latin country. brazil and Romania are, at least, cousins!
Love it ...we're in Romania and I believe she must be Brazil's cousin, at least. So much of that was true here also ....love of soccer, love of holidays, love of late-night parties, love of always being late. This is a Latin country in the heart of the old Soviet East.
- At some point in your childhood you hopped the wall to your neighbor's garden and stole their fruit...
- Your dog is not allowed inside the house and instead sleeps in the "quintal"
- You took the empty beer bottles to get refills for your parents and their friends...when you were 8. Sometimes, you bought cigarettes for someone too..
- You remember when a street in your neighborhood was unpaved...and all the cars got stuck in the orange mud.
- You had shards of glass on top of the wall around your house before electric fences were around...and you know they never worked. And neither do the electrical fences.
- You've been mugged at least once right by your house.
- You've walked past someone and known they got high off paint thinner by the smell.
- You've hooked up with someone from your neighborhood and they've hooked up with at least 2 of your friends before you but it's ok.
- Your first words in English were "hi" "dog" "cat" or "the book is on the table"
- You've seen naked butts and breasts on tv...and it wasn't even late night.
- You didn't start school until AFTER Carnaval!
lol this is pretty much true....but even though i am brasilian ( its spelled with a s) im not very big on soccer.....
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