You know you're from Fall River if...
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You have ever "cruised the ave," or even spoke the term "cruise the ave."

You know who Lizzie Borden is and how many "whacks" were involved.

You refer to everyone on Earth as "guy."

You have a rock solid preference when it comes to ordering from Domino's or Papa Ginos (most go for Domino's).

You know who "Skip" Karam is.

You attended, are attending, or are destined to attend B.M.C. Durfee High School.

You know who Mr. Attar is (or was).

You have at least some Portuguese in you, or you feel left out.

You also know all the Portuguese swears.

You live in a 3-family victorian tenement.

You're grandparents worked in the mills.

You are aware that you have a 50/50 shot at having the Brightman St. Bridge be closed for repairs.

The Taunton River is like a part of you, but you'd never dare swim in it.

You know exactly what "Fall River Celebrates" every August.

You take your Chow Mein strained, thank you very much.

You have the thickest dialect in the country - to the point where it is no longer English.

You don't say, "He got his ears pierced," you say, "He got his eeys-peeysed."

Your favorite cold drink is Coffee Milk and your favorite hot drink is a Dunkin Donuts "Laage, extra cream, extra sugaa."

Providence is 15 minutes to the right, New Bedford is 15 minutes to the left, and Boston is an hour up.

In the summer, you can be found at Horseneck.

Westport means The Beach.

You've never come to an intersection without seeing "NO TURN ON RED."

You have friends named Manny and Miguel. Their last names are either Medeiros, Mello, Silva, or De-something.

You're Catholic. If you're not, you feel left out.

You've been to Plymouth Plantation on a field trip. If you were sick that day, and missed seeing the rock, you feel left out.

You call it a "grinder" - not a sub or a hoagie. AND - You'll fight to the death defending your grinder shop, Marzilli's or Marcucci's (Marzilli's is way better!).

You use the word wicked as in "wicked good" more than all the people in Boston combined.

New Bedford SUCKS!

Providence might as well be your capital.

You were born at Charlton.

You can't remeber a time when Ed Lambert wasn't the mayor.

You've ever counted the humps on the "Seven Hills" to see if there are actually seven hills.

You're from "Faw-Riva."