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Thursday, December 28, 2006

Considering the fact that most of the people I move with are Chinese or Chinese oriented who lack skills in differentiating an 'Anjadi' from someone wild, I has decided to be of help. It's super irritating when they mix me up with an anjadi. I am not. I is just an angry child. He/she is an anjadi if:

1) You see too much red powder on his forehead which looks like an exclamation mark.

2) In every sentence, they mix up the word friends for members or dude for machi or your name for mike.

3) His sense of fashion disgusts you. [See, bell bottoms and see through netted shirts are the so called identification they sought. But try be updated coz tapered fever has hit yindians. Vast numbers of them are into tapered jeans now. But like all criminals leave behind some evidence, their caterpillar boots always gives them away.]

4) His tattoos are not in any way cool. Indians are animal lovers. Snakes, sparrows, tigers and eagles are the distinctive ones.

5) Her contact lens seems to remind you of traffic lights.

6) Their ears seem like an ear ring stand.

7) Staring is an outdoor sport. The one who stares longer is the bigger fuck of them both.

8) He does not make full use of his buttons. Here, the lesser the buttons, the bigger the 'mandeh' you are.

9) Her skirt seems like it was sewed to the body. In this scenario, the shorter the skirt, the bigger the 'pundek' you are.

10) They run a sex band shop on their hand.

11) He does not make full use of his buttons.

11) He isn't bright enough to come up with better pick lines but instead goes "Hi. Can make friends?" or "Excuse me, how do I get to Yishun Golden Village?"

12) He has the most outlandish of hairstyles and hair colours in which he in no way looks like he's cool.

13) He makes the front of his lorry look like a jungle with all that animal photos and greenery and the back of his lorry look like a soccer jersey with all that 21 and 24 and 369.

14) They try and run a 77 street on their neck.

15) He walks like his hands are dislocated from the body and his ass is about to erupt a swamp of excrete. [Note: This excludes me. I have a reason for my walk. Adios]

Labels: Anjadi, Identification, Indian, Tattoo

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