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Armenians in my life.
Los Angeles has one of the worst driving records in our nation. It's always been the most highly congested crap pile thought of. I mean if it weren't for the rubberneckers or the idiots who talk on their phones all day long my Insurance would be lower.
Each city has got it's own paradox of drivers. Focusing on my city which is Glendale, you've got boat loads of Armenians. Now don't get me wrong, I am Armenian myself. Though I usually enjoy the sight of a new comer exploring the Freedom of America, it's those that abuse it. I've been a lifelong resident of Glendale, and in the past 10 or so years I've noticed an explosive amount of migrations to Glendale. There will always be you courteous Armenian, and than there will be the group of punks who take advantage of my city. The one's who think just because they are in this country they could screw around and not get punished.
It's a site, my city. It's nicknamed "Little Armenia" because of the San Bernandino mountains nearby. Most Armenians say it reminds them of Mount Ararat in Yerevan; the capital of Armenia. Mount Ararat is where some people believe Noah's Ark landed, hell they've found some evidence to support it a bit. Be that as it may, I never liked the country. Either during it's communistic regime when it was under Soviet control. Or for the fact now that the government is weak, and officials are easily bribed for favors. That ladies and gentleman is my representation of Armenians in my life.
Last edited by Switch818 : 01-05-2007 at 05:22 AM.
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