bestfriends

pucha, pare. i find myself humming 'we are brothers' by one pucha-pare icon, renaldo valdes (did i get that right? basta yung dooohd sa american idol na hindi naman american).

anyhoo, several things i need to clear out before the dust settles and it goes away with the vacuum cleaning that manang conching does regularly on a base to base casis, pare.

brothers are seldom best friends. i mean, come-pucha-on. did your brother tell you you're his best friend? did you tell your brother he is your best friend? are you sure he is your brother? is he? is your mother really your mother? how old are you? see?

i did a google search for renaldo valdes and guess what?!? come on. give it a shot. did you hit me? are you wearing underwear? your balls are so big i can see it from here. wow! google achuli knows renaldo lapuz! dam doze americans. they even keep track of filipinos.

and what's with this filipino-american thing? godsmellmyass. filipinos search for reflected glory. always. i will not stand when i poo just because they claim to be filipino and because i don't have tisyu and my shet might make kalat. yuch! they have to be filipino-americans! by holly, i haven't had goli.

back to reni (can i call you reni? can i call you george? can i call you mine? uhm. strike the last question... can i call you mine?). dam yu. i've been humming your song unconsciously! are you backmasking your songs from your mouth? can you do that? can i have your autograph?

packshet when sitting. packshet when standing. what do you want me to do? blow you to kingdom come?

leave my thoughts alone! do not backmask. again. do. not. back. mask. mali. ulit. backmask. get it?

pisot (bisayang 'peace, out.' pare).