Fob Jokes

You understand a lot of Tagalog, but can hardly speak it. Make fun of your parents' accents. As a child, you were totally embarrassed to eat spaghetti with sliced hot dogs in it. Now, there is absolutely no way you will eat spaghetti without the hot dogs. In fact, you suggest to your non-Filipino friends that hot dogs make spaghetti taste better. As a child, you hated being Filipino. Now, you wear Pinoy Pride T-shirts. You still wear Tsinelas (slippers). You still take off your shoes when entering a house. (Southern California) You've ever lived in Baldwin Park, Carson, Cerritos, the ghetto part of L. A., West Covina, Walnut or Diamond Bar. (Northern California) You've ever lived in Union City. You don't steal things (e. g., towels, soaps, tissues, cups) from hotel rooms like your parents did. And when you do take things, you deny that the action is not a Filipino trait. You don't care if a T-shirt was made in the Philippines or the USA. As long as it has a designer label on it, more...

You have a nickname like Pinto, Bunty, Bunny, Dolly, or Penny. Your last name is longer than ten letters, i. e. Chandraprakash or Subramanian. You get high off butter chicken and/or mango frooti. Your gang's name is the Fob Squad or Fobby By Nature. Your gang's uniform is a Michael Jackson T-shirt with Rambo pants. Your top pick-up line is "Just have your mummy call my mummy baby, it isbeing all good." You use a whole bottle of hair gel whenever you leave the house. At clubs, you're overheard saying, "So what if my mummy picks out myclothes, you know this gear is fly baby!" (for guys) You wear tight-ass jeans. (for girls) You have to jack up your pants to get them tight. (for girls) You have a mustache. (for guys and girls) You are a pencil-bearded Malu. Your the captain and sole member of your school's cricket team. You play the sitar and/or tabla three hours everyday. You go to Rutgers University or the University of Maryland at CollegePark. You wear a turban, more...

This is seriously a sad sad song
that I dedicate to all the fellow FOBs passed away...
but we won't stop
cuz we can't stop.
uh-huh! FOB boy.
Yeah... this right here...
tell me why... goes out to all
the FOBs, that's lost someone
that they truly love... check it out
Seems like yesterday we were on the boat
Cross the pacific arrived up in Oak
so far from growing rice and corn for do'
unfortunate they got to know that
FOBs ain't always make it cross the seas
none of y'all FOBs did survive but me
even though y'all gone we still a FOB team
smuggle your family to fulfill your dreams
in the future when we cross the sea
gotta be more careful F-O-B
reminisce sometime, the hole in the boat they couldn't mend
tried to plug it up but it leaked again
tried to escape but the crates was sealed
heard all my friends cried out and squealed
give anything to hear half y'all breaths
I more...