Share Stories of your Paindoo Pan

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When i was offered drugs for the first time in high school, I said i can’t do em cuz Allahs watching us :bummer:

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I have so many but I dont really care. I am paindo, backwards, naive, all these things so I shine and smile like miss world when i do these paindo things.

Probably cuz you called it mince meat! My butcher always get it when I ask for minced meat. Oh, but then I haven't actually ever bought meat on my own, ever!

Oh , I have tons of those stories to share.
Adventures of Desi in America
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I asked my butcher for ground beef of a lamb :hehe:

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i didnt knew BINDHI was called OKARA in canada.i asked the guy in nofrills that where can i find LADY FINGERS and he was like HAIN.:blush:

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Both Iconoclast and Mirch's anecdotes are hilarious. Here's mine..
When I used an ATM for the first time, pushed my card in before the machine was free from the previous person's transaction. It didn't take it in obviously so I pushed it really hard, got stuck half way in so started to pull it out when the machine had enough of my frenzy and it swallowed my card followed by a startling alarm sound..and gave me a parchi stating ' your card has been retained..yada yada..

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i dont get the coffee and espresso story

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This is a reverse paindoo pun story - ie brits in pakistan. it was my 3rd visit to pakistan and i was about 8, on the first day we got there i told my mum i need to got to the toilet, we were at my aunties house so she just pointed me towards a bathroom. i walked in a just couldnt get my head around this hole in the floor. about 5 minutes later i walked out and said 'auntie ji i think someone stole your toliet'. my mums never let me live it down.

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pindoo ki jany main kon

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I went to this beauty parlour to get my eye brows threaded (in Pakistan) since i was in a hurry i couldn't go to the person i usually go to..anyways so i was waiting for my turn and this girl came inside and asked the woman that how much does it cost for the streaks etc and after the woman told her the price that girl was like how much does it cost for doing half of the hair :s poor girl i felt so sad for her since she didn't know that the when the hair grows the colored hair goes down...and there is no such thing as half hair streaking... i could see some weird ghashti girls started giggling after she left but i really felt bad for her.

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LOL ...I cant stop laughin at some of the stories here. And I really have to give it to you guys as most of the time people never share this because its embarrassing. I used to be so embarrassed too but I m gonna share one of mine.
When i moved to US, my brother said hmm i will give u 20 bucks you tell me whats written on the road. It was near schools (x -ing) for school crossing. Now it was pronounced crossing (x ing). And I really wanted the $20 so i started with hmm EXING. Everyone started laughin at me but i didnt stop. I tried again, MULTIPLY by ING lol ....then i tried ZING ..then i said TIMES ING.
I was sharing this with my hubby after reading all the funny posts here and he was like, oh yeah I always used to think kay yahan her jagga ZING SCHOOLS kyo khulay hoay hain. Why dont they have differnt names for schools. Why all the schools are calling ZING SCHOOLS.

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Once my sister made me taste a corndog..she said it was a rolled-up pancake :D

We were young and had only been in US for couple of years