MA-HA-BA, part 2.
Tomorrow's November 1 already. Happy All Saint's Day, everyone.
WHY NOT, CHOCNUT?
Gitanna, in case you still haven't noticed it yet, the term "stellar" suits you well too. You have this eerie passion for stars and besides, you could be mistaken for the girl in the "Stellar" video by Incubus. O, taena, wag ka nang kumontra.
Para sa babaeng mukhang na-rape: You are stellar.
"Am I original? (Yeah)
Am I the only one? (Yeah)
Am I sexual? (Yeah)
Am I everything you need? (Yeah)
You better rock your body now..."
THE WARMTH
Ah... such lovely title for such infuriating matter.
Right after I logged in, I chanced upon the friendster account of _______, finally unearthing the fact that she has just added quite a number of photos. And so I did what everyone else was obliged to do in that kind of condition: check them out.
WOW.
Seeing those was worse than picturing Miss Lablee in a two-piece bathing suit, throwing an extremely seductive stare. And when I say worse, I mean it. What was she thinking, taking her photos with that contemptible sunglass with suggestive poses and an irritating pair of pouting lips to go along with it? It sucks. Does she actually think that it would be a focus for a pack of gorgeous guys or - most likely - perverts to add her up, make them want to meet and greet her right away, and everything else in between? Hah. Gag her with an electrical cord, please.
... Tapos meron ding pinakita si malaking kaibigan sa akin na ganun din, with the same concern of pouting lips. But the thing is that she's already beautiful enough to have herself displayed like that in almost all of her pictures. Ang sarap sabihan ng "Hahaha, hindi na maganda yan, para ka nang baboy" or something like that. Oh well.
Nakakaasar ang mga ginagawa ninyo. Bahala kayo, baka mamanyak din kayo ng taenang Lustdakedateeda na yun. Wala pang nakakaligtas sa mga kamay nun eh...
I wish to do my post justice by posting a couple of their pictures here, but that kind of thing is totally out of my power now. Hindi pwede, in other words.
IN THIS WORLD...
While dad was polishing his new car, his 4 year-old son picked up a stone and scratched lines on the side of the car. In his fits of anger, the dad took the child's hand and hit it many times, not realizing that he hit the child's hand with a wrench.
At the hospital, the child said, "Dad, when will my fingers grow back?"
Dad was so hurt that he went back to the car and kicked it a lot of times. Sitting back, he looked at the scratches the child made, which read:
"I love you, daddy."
These kind of stories creep me out. Ang tatanga kasi ng mga characters eh.
--- Anyhow, I was forced to watch "The Adventures of Shark boy and Lavagirl in 3-D" this afternoon. It was one cute movie, if you ask me. The whole dream concept got me going on the edge of my seat the whole time. (okay, maybe not the WHOLE time) And besides, I find Shark boy amusing, and Lavagirl very gorgeous with her enflamed pink hair always fondled by the wind. Splendid indeed.
"Everything that is or was began with a dream." - Lavagirl
--- Teenoe, we will have HER picture printed, placed on a dartboard, and hit with as many darts as we possibly could until the whole of her face was covered with punctures, dots and crevices SOON. Then we will purchase "Gata Salvaje" DVDs and watch it together while consuming choco-coated pretzels in your abode when your folks are not around. Ayos.
Gata Salvaje: Pusang Kalye.
HOT SHOTS
Dana Torio, happy. Salamat sa wala pa ring kupas na pagsasamahan nating dalawa. I love you, bespren.
... And as for YOU who's now apparently contented with your presently americanized means of living, I wish you all the best. I still haven't forgotten about you and your pussy cat beam. Sana masaya ka na diyan.:)
I know it wasn't enough. Don't rub it in.
Follow you home. Nickelback.
Well you can dig me up a grave
And try and stick me in the ground
Well you can tie me to the bed
And try and beat me half to death
But you can never keep me down
Well you can stick me in a hole
And you can pray all day for rain
You can shoot me in the leg
Just to try to make me beg
And you can leave me there for days
And I'll stay alive
Just to follow you home
And I will survive
'Cause you're my Mississippi Princess
You're my California Queen
Like the Duchess of Detroit
And every city in between
You can slap me in the face
You can scream profanity
Leave me here to die alone but
I'll still follow you home
I'll still follow you home
You can make a couple calls
And tell your brothers I'm in town
Put a bounty on my head
And tell my parents that I'm dead
And hope to hell I'm never found
You can steal me the keys
To your daddy's Cadillac
You can tamper with the brakes
Call it a mistake
And pray I'm never coming back
