A fine race of people that does not whine about its minority status or beg for special privileges or entitlements. They make great sausages and wine, and work for a living. They never paint their names on other people's property and don't hang out on street corners looking to mug people. They never play BOOM BOOM music in their homes or cars.
You can tell when you enter the Portagee part of town by the neat, clean houses. California Portagees often put abalone shells in their front yards. These are much more attractive than the grafitti that some other people put in their front yards.
In their native country, some Portagees catch sardines for a living. Others are Portagee Wine Stompers.
Connecticut and California have the largest concentrations of Portagees in the USA. In California, look for Portagees in San Leandro, Port Arena, Manchester, and Fort Bragg.
Be sure to go to a Holy Ghost Parade. Everyone is welcome. Lots of Portagee men carry statues of the Holy Virgin down the street. There is always a Queen of the Holy Ghost Parade. Often, she is the girl with the biggest mustache. After the parade, the Portagees gather in a large hall to eat linguisa and Portagee Soup made of kale and pork.
Support your local Portagees. They work hard and pay taxes. They are low maintenance people who stay out of trouble and NEVER beg for government handouts. You are always safe in the Portagee part of town.
You can tell when you enter the Portagee part of town by the neat, clean houses. California Portagees often put abalone shells in their front yards. These are much more attractive than the grafitti that some other people put in their front yards.
In their native country, some Portagees catch sardines for a living. Others are Portagee Wine Stompers.
Connecticut and California have the largest concentrations of Portagees in the USA. In California, look for Portagees in San Leandro, Port Arena, Manchester, and Fort Bragg.
Be sure to go to a Holy Ghost Parade. Everyone is welcome. Lots of Portagee men carry statues of the Holy Virgin down the street. There is always a Queen of the Holy Ghost Parade. Often, she is the girl with the biggest mustache. After the parade, the Portagees gather in a large hall to eat linguisa and Portagee Soup made of kale and pork.
Support your local Portagees. They work hard and pay taxes. They are low maintenance people who stay out of trouble and NEVER beg for government handouts. You are always safe in the Portagee part of town.
by Joao Bufamarillo May 15, 2005
A person from Saudi Arabia, Iraq, Syria, Lebanon, Egypt, Lybia, Yemen, or other country in that region.
by Joao Bufamarillo May 15, 2005
A city in California on the eastern shore of San Francisco Bay. A beautiful city with beautiful weather.
Oakland is known for its great sports teams, the A's and the Raiders. It is also known for its sideshows and high murder rate.
Oakland is known for its great sports teams, the A's and the Raiders. It is also known for its sideshows and high murder rate.
by Joao Bufamarillo May 13, 2005
by Joao Bufamarillo May 15, 2005
by Joao Bufamarillo May 15, 2005
The new opiate of the people. A electronic box containing a video screen and a speaker, watched by millions of cretins too lazy to go out and get a life. Boob tube watchers get a bad case of half-closed eyes and half-open mouths.
by Joao Bufamarillo May 15, 2005
A female human who, in a supreme effort to be trendy, cuts her hair short, has her front teeth sharpened, and wears men's clothes and a leather collar with spikes around it. The bull dyke's favorite sport is coprophilia, the love of shit. The bull dyke loves to find a pretty lesbian lover to fist, and from whom to burgle turds.
While hiking on a mountain trail, I came upon a beautiful woman taking a great big dump right in the middle of the path. Around her, four bull dykes with butch cuts, sharpened front teeth, and spiked collars lay on the rocks and intently watched the dump's progress. One bull dyke flashed a terrible, canine smile and said, "I told you someone would see you."
The beautiful woman kept on dumping and said, melodramatically, "Oh, the perils of the trail!"
If you find this disgusting, don't blame me. I didn't take a dump in the path, and I'm not a coprophiliac bull dyke or a turd burglar. These are the wonderful folks that liberal twits hold to be so charming. Real nice, eh?
The beautiful woman kept on dumping and said, melodramatically, "Oh, the perils of the trail!"
If you find this disgusting, don't blame me. I didn't take a dump in the path, and I'm not a coprophiliac bull dyke or a turd burglar. These are the wonderful folks that liberal twits hold to be so charming. Real nice, eh?
by Joao Bufamarillo May 30, 2005