Westwood: yo dog, your ride is mad crazy but your rust game is tight
Person who gets pimped: aint u british?
Westwood: no dog thats mad wrong, im a wannabe!
Person who gets pimped: ok..
Westwood: so come on homie, you want me to pimp this ride?
Person: umm.. if you want
*person who gets pimped is gettin pissed off*
Westwood: dog your ride is mad weak, you got a tight rust game
*westwood lies there still.. bleeding*
*Person who gets pimped repeatedly kicks westwood in his cranial area*
Westwood: dog stop thats mad painful, yo, holler
*westwood isnt moving and is bleeding from several areas*
The glory days of Westwood and Westwood Village were from the mid-60s to the early-80s, and ended with the shooting of a young UCLA art student in an act of gang violence. There is still the occasional crime here and there, but for the most part Westwood is violence-free.
Westwood is also famous for having one of the biggest traffic problems in Los Angeles, and for having an almost complete lack of available parking. It is also notoriously difficult for businesses to stay in business in Westwood due to high rent.
Person 2: What's over there?
Person 1: Lots of stuff...y'know, like stores, restaurants, cinemas, theaters...
Person 2: Okay, let's go see a movie or something.
You know your also in Westwood when you see a car drving by with the music turned up all the way with either rap or techno music blaring. Also when mexicans look at a girls ass while shes walking by and then talk in spanish while smiling
emo kid: shut the fuck up (continues to smoke)