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You know you're in California if:
You make over $250,000 a year and still can't afford a house.
It's sprinkling outside, so you leave for work and hour early to avoid all the
weather-related accidents.
Your child's third grade teacher has purple hair, a nose ring, and is named
Breeze.
You can't remember... is pot legal?
You've been to a baby shower for an infant who has two mothers and a sperm
donor.
You have a very strong opinion about where your coffee beans are grown, and can
taste the difference between Sumatran and Ethiopian.
You know which restaurant serves the freshest arugula.
You can't remember... is pot legal?
The guy in line at Starbucks, wearing the baseball cap, sunglasses, and looks
like George Clooney, IS George Clooney.
Your car insurance costs as much as your house payment.
It's sprinkling out, and there's a report on every news channel about "THE
STORM!"
Hey... is pot legal?
Over 85% of the cities, towns, and streets start with San, Los, El, La, Santa,
De La, or De Los.
Two overcast days in a row drive you mad.
Everyone who lives here knows that hurricanes, tornadoes, floods and snowstorms
are way worse than earthquakes, which are, after all, over almost as soon as
you realize what's happening.
Even if the store is across the street, you drive there.
And finally, a question:
Q. How many Californians does it take to screw in a light bulb?
A. Why bother. There's no electricity in California anyway.
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