My Uncle insisted I check out this place just for the experience….and let me say if you have been to Kuwait and never been to the Friday market….you’re seriously missing out.
I was looking at the beds…and I saw this crib with a huge picture of what appeared to be a Tom and Jerry picture. But it was such a bad knock off that Tom looked like a dog….Jerry looked like a rat….and on top the ugly ass font read “TOM AND GERRY”….. : D – What makes it even funnier is… I could tell where it was made without looking at the tag….EGYPT.
For those that don’t know…. the Egyptians have a weird dialect and they pronounce all their J’s like a G. For example Jeddah in Saudi Arabia….is pronounced Geddah. Also most Arabs don’t pronounce the P….it’s usually replaced with a B….For example: Pepsi is referred to as Bebsi….and you may also hear “No Barking in the barking lot”
I also saw bootlegged colognes…one of my personal favorites… Joop! However this one was spelt JOOB! A buddy of mine told me that JOOB is the Arab version of the cologne that is manufactured in Dubai. They intentionally changed the name because it does not have any alcohol in it…therefore; JOOB is the cologne of choice for the Islamic man. Not sure how true that story is, but it sure is funny. Some other funny names were Hugo…was HOUO, Farenheight was Ferenhight and Jadore was Godore (yea…don’t ask)
There was a Kuwaiti selling these 2 monkeys in a tiny bird cage. One of the monkeys was considerably smaller and weaker but he was the most adorable little bugger. He had his little face resting on his arms, while his tiny black hands were gripping the bars of bird cage….I started tickling his fingers in hope of a response only to have him look up at me with this suicidal look begging “please either shoot me or shoot the bastard that put me in a bloody bird cage.” I asked the Kuwaiti if the 2 monkeys were mother and son……and the Kuwaiti looked at me all confused and said “no mother and son…just friend” [Kuwaiti Accent]…..As depressing as the scene was…I was laughing uncontrollably at the Kuwaitis expense.
Anyway I went to the “Friday Market” on a Saturday so not sure why they call the bloody thing a Friday market….What it should be called is the damn Kuwaiti Dollar Store. You have all these Bengalis selling stuff they probably found in a dumpster…fax machines from 1995….over the top fabric…bootlegged tide detergent. There was a dude selling a plasma without a power cord (WTF)…just the screen wrapped in bubble wrap. All sorts of random crap!
I was looking at the beds…and I saw this crib with a huge picture of what appeared to be a Tom and Jerry picture. But it was such a bad knock off that Tom looked like a dog….Jerry looked like a rat….and on top the ugly ass font read “TOM AND GERRY”….. : D – What makes it even funnier is… I could tell where it was made without looking at the tag….EGYPT.
For those that don’t know…. the Egyptians have a weird dialect and they pronounce all their J’s like a G. For example Jeddah in Saudi Arabia….is pronounced Geddah. Also most Arabs don’t pronounce the P….it’s usually replaced with a B….For example: Pepsi is referred to as Bebsi….and you may also hear “No Barking in the barking lot”
I also saw bootlegged colognes…one of my personal favorites… Joop! However this one was spelt JOOB! A buddy of mine told me that JOOB is the Arab version of the cologne that is manufactured in Dubai. They intentionally changed the name because it does not have any alcohol in it…therefore; JOOB is the cologne of choice for the Islamic man. Not sure how true that story is, but it sure is funny. Some other funny names were Hugo…was HOUO, Farenheight was Ferenhight and Jadore was Godore (yea…don’t ask)
They also have an “Animal Market” located right next to the Friday Market and this place was one depressing pet store or mini zoo. I was surprised to see how many people were selling chickens…my peoples are into cockfighting, so I wasn’t exactly sure why all these Kuwaitis were walking around holding these chickens by their neck. My sister (animal rights activist depending on what day of the week it is) would have had a fit had she been there.
There was a Kuwaiti selling these 2 monkeys in a tiny bird cage. One of the monkeys was considerably smaller and weaker but he was the most adorable little bugger. He had his little face resting on his arms, while his tiny black hands were gripping the bars of bird cage….I started tickling his fingers in hope of a response only to have him look up at me with this suicidal look begging “please either shoot me or shoot the bastard that put me in a bloody bird cage.” I asked the Kuwaiti if the 2 monkeys were mother and son……and the Kuwaiti looked at me all confused and said “no mother and son…just friend” [Kuwaiti Accent]…..As depressing as the scene was…I was laughing uncontrollably at the Kuwaitis expense.
