You might be a Pequot Indian if…
Kicking it “Jeff Foxworthy style” this week, and it’s all in good fun. After all, if we can’t laugh at ourselves, we’re taking life way too seriously. So without further ado, here goes nothing…
- If your seasons are fall, winter, still winter, and tourist season, you might be a Pequot.
- If you have six hundred cousins but only know fifteen of them personally, you might be a Pequot.
- If you have a high tech, pin-point laser-accurate home security alert system, HD video surveillance equipment and a couple of pit bulls but you still leave your front door unlocked, you might be a Pequot.
- If “soveign-tree” is an actual word in your vocabulary, you might be a Pequot.
- If you have more “frenemies” than friends, you might be a Pequot.
- If you’re related to two hundred gifted public speakers but it’s the other relatives who occupy tribal meeting microphones, you might be a Pequot.
- If you look nothing like your cousins yet share the same highly opinionated, strong-willed, stubborn personality traits, you might be a Pequot.
- If the terms “family lines”, “incentives”, “elections” and “annual meeting” stir up all kinds of emotionally charged feelings inside of you, you might be a Pequot.
- If you are annoyed when someone forgets who his or her great, great grandmother was, you might be a Pequot.
- If you share the name Earl, Roy, Earl Roy, or Roy Earl with thirty of your closest relatives, you might be a Pequot.
- If you fire up your barbecue to cook for your family of four and end up feeding fifteen, you might be a Pequot.
- If tribal naming ceremonies include adopting the names of animals from continents other than the one on which you live, you might be a Pequot.
- If you’ve memorized the acronym “EBITDA” and you know exactly what it stands for, you might be a Pequot.
- If you blast your ATV down local roads as often as you do trails, you might be a Pequot.
- If cultural bonfires make you think of fry bread, succotash, Dunkin Donuts and KFC, you might be a Pequot.
- If you know how to drift your Nissan Sentra in the back parking lot of the community center, you might be a Pequot.
- If security guard shacks at the entrance of each housing area have not been manned in more than twelve years, you might be a Pequot.
- If you have an unemployed relative who managed to pay cash for a lift kit or new set of rims to pimp out his ride, you might be a Pequot.
- If your world-class museum and research center doubles as a funeral parlor, you might be a Pequot.
- If folks living two or three towns away hate your guts without ever bothering to get to know you personally, you might be a Pequot.
- If you park in all the reservation “no parking” zones, you might be a Pequot.
- If you have relatives with advanced college degrees employed as retail clerks, customer service associates, keno runners, waiters, housekeepers or blackjack dealers, you might be a Pequot.
- If your casino is run by everyone except your tribe, you might be a Pequot.
- If all the local towns’ gas stations sell cheaper fuel than you do, you might be a Pequot.
- If you have the worlds most confusing, elaborate flow chart for how a bright idea becomes a tribal council resolution, you might be a Pequot.
Ok guys, it’s your turn…which ones did I miss?








