What I Learned From An Armenian. Street Rules and DON'T CALL HIM DUDE.

Thanks, Armenia for occupying my blog and meeting me out on the street.  I've learned street rules now, so thank you very much.  Here's what I learned, which I will now share.  Cause sharing is caring:

Walk this way...(to Armenia?)

• Women are NOT supposed to walk on the side of the man closest to the cars, or else you will be mistaken for a WHORE (who knew?) LOL.  
• Men are supposed to cross the street on the side facing the cars in case one hits you he will take the brunt of the force.  Ok, men of America?  Learn some manners, please.
• Do NOT walk on grates and other potential objects that might give way and allow you to fall in (it happened to him)
• Armenians DO NOT like to be called "dude".  Nope, not one bit.  So if you meet one, DO NOT CALL HIM DUDE or else...
• Armenians like to fight professionally (mixed martial arts style), and are in fight clubs.  And the first rule of fight clubs is...YOU DON'T talk about fight club.  Ninja meets mixed martial arts spells trouble...in river city, if you ask me.  Not that anyone did tho.
• Armenians have little friends.  Pink umbrellas.  You see?  So say hello...



You wanna fuck with ME? Say hello to my LITTLE friend.  Pink Umbrella.





Say hello...AGAIN.  Bad ass mo fo.  May be required to be bouncer at blog party.
Fuck around?  Get an Armenian beat down.  They have big guns.  And aren't afraid to use them.
Consider yourself warned, people.



Learn something new every day.  I like that.

• Oh and Aremnians apparently like SHOOTING things TOO (said he'd really get along with people in Philly...seemed to agree)  Double Trouble...Right here in River City!  See below.