tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49332470329324866572012-02-20T08:14:12.649-08:00LUIS vs THE WORLDA simple blog about whatever i can think ofLuis Cabrerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866165773107999747noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933247032932486657.post-48678604091241684192009-09-14T03:19:00.000-07:002009-09-14T03:19:39.833-07:00If you ain't Mexican you ain't shitOk so I'm Mexican who the hell cares<br />here are some true facts about being Mexican;<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>YOU KNOW YOUR A MEXICAN IF... <br />you have ever been hit by a chancla.<br />you can play any sport wearing your chanclas.<br />you grew up scared by something called "EL Cucuy."<br />others tell you to stop screaming when you are really just talking,<br />you use your lips to point something out.<br />you constantly refer to cereal as "con fleis".<br />your mother yells at the top of her lungs to call you for dinner even if it's a one bedroom apartment.<br />you can dance ranchera,cumbia or salsa without music<br />you call your sneakers"tenees".<br />you have a least thirty cousins.<br />you can't imagine anyone not liking spicy food.<br />you are in a 5-passenger car with 8 people in it and a person shouting "subance,todavia caben mas!!<br />tamales,champurrado,posole and menudo are must haves on Thanksgiving.<br />there is more tequila than punch at your little brothers birthday party.<br />there is at least one person in your family named Maria,Guadalupe,Juan,Jose<br />or Jesus.<br />you swear "Choco Mil" is the same as Slim Fast and try to lose weight by drinking it.<br />you have a drunk uncle/aunt.<br />you not only know who Don Francisco from Sabado Gigante is,but you tell people he's your tio!<br />you have ever had to tell your kid/or been told not to walk on the floor barefoot or they'll/you'll catch a cold.<br />you cousins are delinquents/hootchies<br />you have a chola in your barrio named "La Flaca" who's bigger than a house.<br />you know a chola named "La Shy Girl"who is loud and obnoxious<br />you have a bottle of Bacardi or Tequila in your house rigth now<br />YOU ARE LAUGHING B-CUZ SOME OF THESE THINGS HAVE ACTUALLY HAPPENED TO YOU.<br /> visit the original post <a href="http://www.bebo.com/Profile.jsp?MemberId=2480968370" linkindex="154">here on bebo.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933247032932486657-4867860409124168419?l=luisvstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luis Cabrerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866165773107999747noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4933247032932486657.post-88778668717433243292009-09-12T21:11:00.000-07:002009-09-14T03:28:11.093-07:00Poem'sI wrote this one after i met this amazing girl:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">What i feel</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">When i see your eyes i see my soul</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">your smile lights up my day</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">and every time i hear your voice my whole world </span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">turns into the most wonderful dream.</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">don't know how i found you or if you found me!</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">all I know are these feelings that you make me </span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">discover that I didn't know I had!</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">darling I thank you for giving my life a new turn</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">a new meaning.</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I live to love you,</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">not a day,not a year,</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">not a lifetime will make me change of</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">how I feel about you babe!</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">my love, my life I'd give if i have to</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">i don't care if i died tomorrow, I"ll be happy to go</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">just knowing that you love me</span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">for you my love,my heart, my life.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4933247032932486657-8877866871743324329?l=luisvstheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luis Cabrerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07866165773107999747noreply@blogger.com0