amoy omega ka na naman
sumasakit na naman ang iyong balakang
eh bakit naman kasi
kahit kelan walang pasabi
kumakangkaaaang sa kangkungan
napaisip tuloy ako
kahit patay na lahat ng kuko
panay sundot ang ulo mo
paikot ikot parang tsubibo
so here i was buying a stick of yosi
attacking my nostrils feeling so kadiri
you so sounding, snoring, sleeping on your mat
your shorts so high up its showing your peklat
i imagine earlier, you were rubba-dubba-dubbing
omega, all over, your body, so very very sore-ing
watchutink you doing, chewing on some ding-dong
oh come on, meron bang ganon? kingkong!
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
living the life
pucha, pare. wasap? me, nothing much. just living the life. what? no life? get a life. even if it's just a lowly one.
try this one out for instance. from the remains of what has been a meal of anchovy pizza, bring it home. make sure it is cold. eat it with ice. but before that, take a walk to your nearby isaw stand. enjoy the traffic and noise and pollution. deep breathing, pare. sawsaw to the suka the crisp, newly cooked innards of your choice. you can get outwards too by the way. pig's ears and chicken skin. you discard it, the isaw stand has it.
on your way back to your place, get some ice and some fizzed drink. take out the saucy dried fish leftovers. smell it like you're getting a piece of heaven, which you are, and smile.
now, try to burp and bring out that burnt pig matter aroma. while doing so, take as much saucy dried fish with cheese in a single bite. challenging, no? but with practice comes enlightenment. enjoy that slice of heaven. live the life.
there is nothing to be worried about. well, there is. til the next paycheck arrives.
take it easy, pare.
try this one out for instance. from the remains of what has been a meal of anchovy pizza, bring it home. make sure it is cold. eat it with ice. but before that, take a walk to your nearby isaw stand. enjoy the traffic and noise and pollution. deep breathing, pare. sawsaw to the suka the crisp, newly cooked innards of your choice. you can get outwards too by the way. pig's ears and chicken skin. you discard it, the isaw stand has it.
on your way back to your place, get some ice and some fizzed drink. take out the saucy dried fish leftovers. smell it like you're getting a piece of heaven, which you are, and smile.
now, try to burp and bring out that burnt pig matter aroma. while doing so, take as much saucy dried fish with cheese in a single bite. challenging, no? but with practice comes enlightenment. enjoy that slice of heaven. live the life.
there is nothing to be worried about. well, there is. til the next paycheck arrives.
take it easy, pare.
Saturday, March 1, 2008
reminder to self
pucha, pare. you are supposed to be a clueless, english speaking, hampas lupa, saucy wannabbe. you are not a sex craved, angst-driven, violence-thru-sex spewing looney.
ok. it's fine to be a looney. but a clueless, english speaking, hampas lupa, saucy wannabe looney. not a sex craved, angst-driven, violence-thru-sex spewing looney. ok? ok.
umayos ka.
ok. it's fine to be a looney. but a clueless, english speaking, hampas lupa, saucy wannabe looney. not a sex craved, angst-driven, violence-thru-sex spewing looney. ok? ok.
umayos ka.
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