<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 17 May 2025 12:55:38 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Arroyo</category><category>Gloria</category><category>Macapacquiao</category><category>Macapagal</category><category>Pacquiao</category><category>Sagisag ng Pangulo</category><category>cat</category><category>dark vader</category><category>dog</category><category>escalator</category><category>fail</category><category>whether man</category><title>Everything with humor</title><description>Where you can find everything with humor!
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Jul 2009 04:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-24T12:13:00.571+08:00</atom:updated><title>Pacquiao and his little brother</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0wRyp8ZV1yZPF9ApM2xsMNWRcv_l3IUUvLMggFbtWIB3Cmfg-M8EDwOa93iJ3iynEr3sTDMbIs64XF6BczRDKRRNBLNe8gsXJgNZKWkKj1H7qQVieIgDiZmWZJe0r6fgB1YczPUAbEw/s1600-h/baby-pacquiao-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0wRyp8ZV1yZPF9ApM2xsMNWRcv_l3IUUvLMggFbtWIB3Cmfg-M8EDwOa93iJ3iynEr3sTDMbIs64XF6BczRDKRRNBLNe8gsXJgNZKWkKj1H7qQVieIgDiZmWZJe0r6fgB1YczPUAbEw/s400/baby-pacquiao-14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361874583020802434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/07/pacquiao-and-his-little-brother.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (culguy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0wRyp8ZV1yZPF9ApM2xsMNWRcv_l3IUUvLMggFbtWIB3Cmfg-M8EDwOa93iJ3iynEr3sTDMbIs64XF6BczRDKRRNBLNe8gsXJgNZKWkKj1H7qQVieIgDiZmWZJe0r6fgB1YczPUAbEw/s72-c/baby-pacquiao-14.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-7599413799228651199</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2009 04:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-24T12:03:00.384+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Arroyo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gloria</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Macapacquiao</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Macapagal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pacquiao</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sagisag ng Pangulo</category><title>Gloria Macapacquiao Arroyo</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6yhdDQTeB4oL5j-Gv4LLpR3ANWUIVNjfHvtN5hWXOCKJlZWRficBtgOGjTblA6B7dudZMXBGsdGXhMZz8u66ZOBEfDBntePbi42c49erpzEUQyYXro9k_u0BOB2uCqqa9LsvXsubGNg/s1600-h/glora+macapacquiao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 417px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6yhdDQTeB4oL5j-Gv4LLpR3ANWUIVNjfHvtN5hWXOCKJlZWRficBtgOGjTblA6B7dudZMXBGsdGXhMZz8u66ZOBEfDBntePbi42c49erpzEUQyYXro9k_u0BOB2uCqqa9LsvXsubGNg/s400/glora+macapacquiao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361871925701694210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/07/gloria-macapacquiao-arroyo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (culguy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6yhdDQTeB4oL5j-Gv4LLpR3ANWUIVNjfHvtN5hWXOCKJlZWRficBtgOGjTblA6B7dudZMXBGsdGXhMZz8u66ZOBEfDBntePbi42c49erpzEUQyYXro9k_u0BOB2uCqqa9LsvXsubGNg/s72-c/glora+macapacquiao.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-5890393537494642879</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2009 23:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-17T07:33:24.241+08:00</atom:updated><title>Wonderfully described Definitions</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CIGARETTE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A pinch of tobacco&lt;br /&gt;rolled in paper&lt;br /&gt;with fire at one end&lt;br /&gt;and a fool at the other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MARRIAGE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;It's an agreement&lt;br /&gt;wherein&lt;br /&gt;a man loses his bachelor degree&lt;br /&gt;and a woman gains her master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LECTURE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;An art of transmitting Information&lt;br /&gt;from the notes of the lecturer&lt;br /&gt;to the notes of students&lt;br /&gt;without passing through the minds&lt;br /&gt;of either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONFERENCE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;The confusion of one man&lt;br /&gt;multiplied by the&lt;br /&gt;number present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMPROMISE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;The art of dividing&lt;br /&gt;a cake in such a way that&lt;br /&gt;everybody believes&lt;br /&gt;he got the biggest piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEARS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;The hydraulic force by which&lt;br /&gt;masculine &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1247461938_1"&gt;will power&lt;/span&gt; is&lt;br /&gt;defeated by feminine water-power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DICTIONARY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A place where divorce comes&lt;br /&gt;before marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONFERENCE ROOM&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A place where everybody talks,&lt;br /&gt;nobody listens&lt;br /&gt;and everybody disagrees later on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ECSTASY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A feeling when you feel&lt;br /&gt;you are going to feel&lt;br /&gt;a feeling&lt;br /&gt;you have never felt before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLASSIC&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A book&lt;br /&gt;which people praise,&lt;br /&gt;but never read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMILE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A curve&lt;br /&gt;that can set&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things straight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OFFICE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A place&lt;br /&gt;where you can relax&lt;br /&gt;after your strenuous&lt;br /&gt;home life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAWN&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;The only time&lt;br /&gt;when some married men&lt;br /&gt;ever get to open&lt;br /&gt;their mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ETC&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A sign&lt;br /&gt;to make others believe&lt;br /&gt;that you know&lt;br /&gt;more than&lt;br /&gt;you actually do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMMITTEE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Individuals&lt;br /&gt;who can do&lt;br /&gt;nothing individually&lt;br /&gt;and sit to decide&lt;br /&gt;that nothing can be done&lt;br /&gt;together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXPERIENCE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;The name&lt;br /&gt;men give&lt;br /&gt;to their&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ATOM BOMB&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;An invention&lt;br /&gt;to bring an end&lt;br /&gt;to all&lt;br /&gt;inventions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PHILOSOPHER&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A fool&lt;br /&gt;who torments himself&lt;br /&gt;during life,&lt;br /&gt;to be spoken of&lt;br /&gt;when dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIPLOMAT&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A person&lt;br /&gt;who tells you&lt;br /&gt;to go to hell&lt;br /&gt;in such a way&lt;br /&gt;that you actually look forward&lt;br /&gt;to the trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OPPORTUNIST&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A person&lt;br /&gt;who starts taking bath&lt;br /&gt;if he&lt;br /&gt;accidentally falls&lt;br /&gt;into a river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OPTIMIST&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A person&lt;br /&gt;who while falling&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1247461938_2"&gt;EIFFEL TOWER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;says in midway&lt;br /&gt;"SEE I AM NOT INJURED YET!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PESSIMIST&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A person&lt;br /&gt;who says that&lt;br /&gt;O is the last letter&lt;br /&gt;in ZERO,&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the first letter&lt;br /&gt;in OPPORTUNITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MISER&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A person&lt;br /&gt;who lives poor&lt;br /&gt;so that&lt;br /&gt;he can die RICH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FATHER&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A banker&lt;br /&gt;provided by&lt;br /&gt;nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRIMINAL&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A guy&lt;br /&gt;no different&lt;br /&gt;from the other,&lt;br /&gt;unless he gets caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOSS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Someone&lt;br /&gt;who is early&lt;br /&gt;when you are late&lt;br /&gt;and late&lt;br /&gt;when you are early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POLITICIAN&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;One who&lt;br /&gt;shakes your hand&lt;br /&gt;before elections&lt;br /&gt;and your Confidence&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOCTOR&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;A person&lt;br /&gt;who kills&lt;br /&gt;your ills&lt;br /&gt;by pills,&lt;br /&gt;and kills you&lt;br /&gt;by his bills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/07/wonderfully-described-definitions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (nightcrawler)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-4493298916752809207</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 10:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-14T18:31:15.236+08:00</atom:updated><title>True Love Story (horror)</title><description>&lt;span style=";font-size:16;color:red;"  &gt;Brace  yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain rich businessman had a beautiful daughter, who fell in love with a guy who was a cleaner, When the girl's father came to know about their love, he did not like it at all, and so began to protest about it. Now it happened that the two lovers decided to leave their homes for a happy future. The girl's father started searching for the two lovers but could not find them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, he accepted their love and asked them to come back home in a local newspaper. Her father said "If you both come back I will allow you to marry the guy you love, I accept that you loved each other truly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in this way, their love won and they returned home. The couple went to&lt;br /&gt;town to shop for the wedding dress. He was dressed in white shirt that day. While he was crossing the road to the other side to get some drinks for his wife, a car came and hit him and he died on the spot. The girl lost her senses. It was only after sometimes that she recovered from her shock. The funeral and cremation was the very next day because he had died horribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two nights later, the girl's mother had a dream in which she saw an old&lt;br /&gt;lady. The old lady asked her mother to wash the blood stains of the guy from her daughter's dress as soon as possible. But her mother ignored the dream. The next night her father had the same dream, he also ignored it. Then when the girl had the same dream the next night, she woke up in fear and told her mother about the dream. Her mother asked her to wash the clothes which have blood stains immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She washed the stains but some remained. Next night she again had the same dream she again washed the stains but some still remained . Next night she again had the same dream and this time the old lady gave her a last warning to wash the blood stain, or else something terrible will happen. This time the girl tried her best to wash the stains, and the clothes nearly tore, but some stains still remained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was very tired. In the late evening the same day while she was alone at home, someone knocked the door. When she opened the door she saw the same old lady of her dream standing at her door. She got very scared and fainted. The old lady woke her up... and gave her a blue object, which shocked the girl.. She asked "What is this...?" The old lady replied...&lt;br /&gt;" Gumamit ka ng TIDE, P6.50 na lang, mas pinalaki pa!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/07/true-love-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (nightcrawler)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-1374166567590033441</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 11:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-15T17:16:46.522+08:00</atom:updated><title>The new Frozen throne!!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw8wV8D_h3TZ1a3IZsO2zdGkDCFPTHvvpNbWm7a4kursb2Ax4DyyZ1LA0jDz_oBpoERyFa6v-H3Dhc5Xp80m-TE-ZVt7BcWR4Rof1pEv6G4ag9VwDKf6JkvuVFEue0KimPwB2bZHrG2g/s1600-h/wapak!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 343px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw8wV8D_h3TZ1a3IZsO2zdGkDCFPTHvvpNbWm7a4kursb2Ax4DyyZ1LA0jDz_oBpoERyFa6v-H3Dhc5Xp80m-TE-ZVt7BcWR4Rof1pEv6G4ag9VwDKf6JkvuVFEue0KimPwB2bZHrG2g/s400/wapak!.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357919312546416242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx to doc_joe88 for this file.</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-frozen-throne.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (culguy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw8wV8D_h3TZ1a3IZsO2zdGkDCFPTHvvpNbWm7a4kursb2Ax4DyyZ1LA0jDz_oBpoERyFa6v-H3Dhc5Xp80m-TE-ZVt7BcWR4Rof1pEv6G4ag9VwDKf6JkvuVFEue0KimPwB2bZHrG2g/s72-c/wapak!.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-8955746689019262043</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-25T21:10:00.441+08:00</atom:updated><title>Winning Piece in the University of the Philippines Creative Writing constest</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got to share this to all of you, it's really good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been 4 months since i saw him and talagang&lt;br /&gt;namimiss ko na siya… pero what can i do? it&lt;br /&gt;seems that i have loved the wrong person…. but&lt;br /&gt;still the pain keeps on hurting me and kung&lt;br /&gt;walang&lt;br /&gt;magbibigay ng gamot para dito sa&lt;br /&gt;nararamdaman ko…. baka mamatay na ako….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to give you a background about my life,&lt;br /&gt;everthing  seems to be fine except dun sa time&lt;br /&gt;na dumating na sa buhay ko yung hinayupak na&lt;br /&gt;lalake na yon…. hehehehe…. kung curious kayo&lt;br /&gt;about dun sa guy… bestfriend ko po yon kaso&lt;br /&gt;lang iba na  ang nangyari as time passes by…..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;classmate ko sya nung highschool. pards pa nga&lt;br /&gt;ang tawagan namen…. o db ang sweet? di na ako&lt;br /&gt;iba sa kanya and ganon na ren sya sa aken….&lt;br /&gt;kung di nga lang ako naging babae baka naiuwi&lt;br /&gt;na  ako nun sa bahay nila and baka lahat ng&lt;br /&gt;gawaing  pang brusko eh ipagawa na nun sa ken&lt;br /&gt;eh….. pero  cyempre mukha pa ren naman akong&lt;br /&gt;babae noh!!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;highskul cyempre may pr om…. wala cyang date,&lt;br /&gt;wla ren ako…. i know that he wanted to invite&lt;br /&gt;me to be his date pero ang ogag nga kasi nun&lt;br /&gt;kaya  the last minute tsaka lang sya nag-ask. he&lt;br /&gt;went  to our house… nakamotor po sya and&lt;br /&gt;medyo  pawisan pero infairness…. mabango pa&lt;br /&gt;ren….&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;he ask my permission to see my dress for the&lt;br /&gt;prom…. cyempre para maloka sya sa aken at may&lt;br /&gt;konting surprise… i refuse…. o sige, medyo&lt;br /&gt;na  frustrate sya pero hindi yon naging hadlang&lt;br /&gt;para  invite nya ko…. sa ganda ko na to…..&lt;br /&gt;cyempre ang dami munang pa-echeng…. hanggang&lt;br /&gt;sa  tanungin nya ako kung may date na ba me….&lt;br /&gt;e  kung di ba naman siya abnormal eh…. papayag&lt;br /&gt;ba  akong makipagdate sa iba eh sya lang ang&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko…. lam mo yon… sarap sampalin…. so&lt;br /&gt;in  short, papilit pa ba ako? syempre…..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;the night of my life came, i was so pretty sabi&lt;br /&gt;ng nang-uuto kong nanay… pero naniwala lang&lt;br /&gt;ako  nang sya na ang nagsabi…. blush ako&lt;br /&gt;ever….  kahit alam kong maganda ako since&lt;br /&gt;birth (hehehehe)  iba pa ren yung sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;galing diba?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;we enjoyed that night and lalo ko lang&lt;br /&gt;napatunayan sa sarili ko na mahal ko na pala ang&lt;br /&gt;hinayupak na bestfrend ko……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syempre ano pa ba ang sunod na event sa prom&lt;br /&gt;kundi ang graduation na db? the night before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the  graduation, we talked on the phone na para&lt;br /&gt;bang  it would be the last time na maririnig&lt;br /&gt;namen ang boses ng isat-isa….. ive waited for&lt;br /&gt;the moment  na mabanggit nya na may feelings din&lt;br /&gt;sya and hindi naman ako nagkamali…. tinanong&lt;br /&gt;nya ako  kung may possibilty daw na maging&lt;br /&gt;kame…. i know na maiinis kayo sa ken dahil&lt;br /&gt;alam nyo ba ang  sagot ko? ah, eh…. hindi&lt;br /&gt;pwede kase bestfrends  tayo eh…. yung mga anak&lt;br /&gt;na lang naten yung ipag-  partner naten…. sa&lt;br /&gt;isip-isip ko…. ang tanga! pano ko nasabi ang&lt;br /&gt;ganong words? pero wala na&lt;br /&gt;akong magagawa….. alam namang bawiin ko pa eh&lt;br /&gt;di nahuli naman ako db? pe ro ang tanga ko&lt;br /&gt;talga….&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;cyempre college na…. im so proud to say na&lt;br /&gt;napunta naman ako sa magandang school and take&lt;br /&gt;note… pare ho kame ng skul….. ano to?&lt;br /&gt;kailangan bang ituloy ang naudlot na&lt;br /&gt;pagmamahalan  namen?…. hehehe….&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;nagkaboyfriend ako for a year and a half….&lt;br /&gt;minahal ko sya pero there are these conflicts&lt;br /&gt;and problems na di na kayang ayusin…. in&lt;br /&gt;short….  nagbreak kame…..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;i guess god meant that to happen kasi yon din&lt;br /&gt;yung time na nagkita kame ng bestfrend ko…..&lt;br /&gt;sa  sobrang miss namen ang isa’t-isa…. sabay&lt;br /&gt;na  kameng umuwi, kumain, pumasok….. im happy&lt;br /&gt;pero  parang lalo ko lang pinahirapan ang sarili&lt;br /&gt;ko  dahil my feelings for that guy grows each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everytime that we are together… buti na&lt;br /&gt;lang  magaling akong magtago at magpigil….&lt;br /&gt;hehehe…. bilib kayo noh?…..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;one morning, im so busy preparing my project&lt;br /&gt;that  would be pass on that same day…. alam&lt;br /&gt;kong  dumati ng na sya at nasa likuran ko na ang&lt;br /&gt;mokong  pero dah il sobrang pressure sa&lt;br /&gt;project…. gusto  ko man syang dambahan…&lt;br /&gt;cyempre mamayang gabi na  lang di ba? hehehe….&lt;br /&gt;di ko sya masyadong  napansin…..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;may inabot syang sulat sa aken and he asked if&lt;br /&gt;i  could join him sa lunch…. i said yes….&lt;br /&gt;then,  alis na cya…. alam naman kc nyang im&lt;br /&gt;busy…..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;when i was about to enter the room, somebody&lt;br /&gt;bumped me and my precious project fell… gusto&lt;br /&gt;ko mang magalet… what can i do db? instead i&lt;br /&gt;ask my prof to give me another chance to do my&lt;br /&gt;project…. naalala ko si mokong…. the lunch&lt;br /&gt;date…. kinuha ko ang cell ko to text him that&lt;br /&gt;i  cant come to our meeting…. e kaso…. pag&lt;br /&gt;tinamaan k nga naman ng malas…. check&lt;br /&gt;operator  service daw…. i tried to look for&lt;br /&gt;friends or  other kakilala pero malas that day&lt;br /&gt;talaga….&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;and so i took my lunch all by my self….&lt;br /&gt;naalala  ko yung letter…. hinanap ko sa bag…&lt;br /&gt;WALA !!!!  bumalik me sa corridor praying na&lt;br /&gt;andon pa yung sulat….&lt;br /&gt;wala ren…. god! why?&lt;br /&gt;minsan lang  magbigay ng sulat yon…. nawala&lt;br /&gt;pa…. dont know  how to tell him about the&lt;br /&gt;letter….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so days and weeks passed, pag nagkikita&lt;br /&gt;kame… di nya ako pinapansin… ako, i tried&lt;br /&gt;to  talk to him pero alam kong may kasalanan ako&lt;br /&gt;pero  ganon ba kalaki ang nagawa kong di&lt;br /&gt;pagpunta at  ganon na lang ang iwas nya?…&lt;br /&gt;sige… hinayaan  ko na lang….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;months na ang binilang… i heard that he was&lt;br /&gt;dating a girl from the same school that we are&lt;br /&gt;in… masakit…. na sa iba ko pa narinig na&lt;br /&gt;sila  na…. mas masakit na wala na akong halaga&lt;br /&gt;sa  kanya…..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;basta… ilang araw din yon na ganon ang&lt;br /&gt;nararamdaman ko…. weeks…. months….&lt;br /&gt;gagraduate na po ako…. i wonder what’s&lt;br /&gt;instore  for me in my last day in school…. and&lt;br /&gt;so i  thought na puntahan yung favorite hang&lt;br /&gt;out  namen…. when i was about to get near the&lt;br /&gt;place…. i saw him… with the girl….&lt;br /&gt;umiiyak  ang bruha but i cant hear what they are&lt;br /&gt;talking  about…. so ive decided to get out of&lt;br /&gt;that place  before my tears burst out…. and&lt;br /&gt;then a common  frend ang sumalubong sa aken….&lt;br /&gt;saying na buntis  ang girl…. syempre…. durog&lt;br /&gt;na durog ang puso  ko…. kung kaya nyo lang ma-&lt;br /&gt;imagine yung  naramdaman ko…..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;the night of that same day…. naloka ang lola&lt;br /&gt;nyo…. nagparamdam ang mokong pagkaraan ng&lt;br /&gt;pagkatagal-tagal na panahon… i thought it was&lt;br /&gt;something good for me… for us…. pero i was&lt;br /&gt;wrong…. so wrong….. he gave me a wedding&lt;br /&gt;invitation and isa ako sa bridesmaids….. the&lt;br /&gt;girl… she was waiting in the car…. o db?&lt;br /&gt;dati&lt;br /&gt;motor lang ngaun… car na….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the wedding came…. maganda po ako&lt;br /&gt;nun…. sabi ng nanay ko pero wala ng nagsecond&lt;br /&gt;the motion eh…. so naniwala na lang ako sa&lt;br /&gt;nanay ko…. then, there was this professor who&lt;br /&gt;came to see me…. he handed over a letter with&lt;br /&gt;my name carefully printed on the enveloped….&lt;br /&gt;he  said that he looked for the owner of that&lt;br /&gt;letter  kaso lang po malaki po ang skul namin&lt;br /&gt;kaya  mahirap magkahanapan db? and so nung&lt;br /&gt;nakita nya ang name ko sa invitation, he decided&lt;br /&gt;to bring  the letter thinking that it could save&lt;br /&gt;souls…  daw….&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;and so i was about to open the letter when the&lt;br /&gt;priest&lt;br /&gt;ask kung sino daw ang tututol… dedma&lt;br /&gt;ako…. alam namang manggulo pa ko noh….&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;binasa ko na ang letter….. nakakatouch po&lt;br /&gt;talaga…. he opened up his feelings for me….&lt;br /&gt;hoping na meron din daw akong feelings for&lt;br /&gt;him…. he ask that i f i will show up to our&lt;br /&gt;hang - out the next day after he gave his&lt;br /&gt;letter, then  it means that i also have feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for him and  that he would love me for the rest&lt;br /&gt;of our&lt;br /&gt;lives…. but if i wont…. then he will never&lt;br /&gt;open that topic again…. he pleaded to me na&lt;br /&gt;sana pumunta ako… …&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;if only i have that letter…. if only i knew&lt;br /&gt;about it…. kung di lang ako clumsy and&lt;br /&gt;carelss  to keep&lt;br /&gt;that letter… things would be&lt;br /&gt;diffrent…. if only…..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;and so i heard the priest announced the couple&lt;br /&gt;as  husband and wife…. ang sakit……&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;picture taking….. gusto mang sumabog ng&lt;br /&gt;nararamdaman ko…. as you know…. magaling&lt;br /&gt;akong magpigil…. pero masakit po talaga….&lt;br /&gt;sobra……&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;after the picture taking…… niyakap ako ng&lt;br /&gt;bestfrend ko…. ang higpit…. and teary eyed&lt;br /&gt;nyang cnabi na….&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;i still love you…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/06/winning-piece-in-university-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (culguy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-8134180634723413336</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 12:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-01T17:54:00.644+08:00</atom:updated><title>Epic fails! what a shame! LOL!!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a shame! LOL!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGvYXukB3D2CokW9QfrBHLkR4OtHZDd67DlXA10k-lq4Mw-x-TvJ8uOXST902KJh_v8Ftuwrxl8hPX-NZGcrXm0eX-dOEMvsl-DTekns8Ug0aKN9tEd43BJD8sv4-RUFs3o7p5LU3Iuw/s1600-h/4854_115533961971_699256971_2894635_8253659_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 247px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGvYXukB3D2CokW9QfrBHLkR4OtHZDd67DlXA10k-lq4Mw-x-TvJ8uOXST902KJh_v8Ftuwrxl8hPX-NZGcrXm0eX-dOEMvsl-DTekns8Ug0aKN9tEd43BJD8sv4-RUFs3o7p5LU3Iuw/s400/4854_115533961971_699256971_2894635_8253659_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351248458306322354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please do not sit here, thanks! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyGjMyO2yUjhLPY2_jI14aMTpcs0TQEoqH9kPLLUQCPJ-Irlnyha_Rfae5nGJ-zoVPbNAtFrd9RYU6lQcx7tQpSlKYrZBZLDDf-6WLj7swKcWul3skNDMjc2ohikcF3U5uO9dGo14Kmg/s1600-h/4854_115533956971_699256971_2894634_4866467_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyGjMyO2yUjhLPY2_jI14aMTpcs0TQEoqH9kPLLUQCPJ-Irlnyha_Rfae5nGJ-zoVPbNAtFrd9RYU6lQcx7tQpSlKYrZBZLDDf-6WLj7swKcWul3skNDMjc2ohikcF3U5uO9dGo14Kmg/s400/4854_115533956971_699256971_2894634_4866467_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351248358079456066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's see how good are you in spelling! find every wrong spelling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1gRfbecVRvZGSGbiy732rwwcMXDv-Mb5yuT7gNlwNjN39urjLM0N1NoHEwTZ-FGO3hpt1hCWv_DlhZoNQq-Se0vODNQX5Fg3PKgs7KiNCgfijFEZ_RkgTxBImV7ZnppH42en0CFlPig/s1600-h/4854_115533946971_699256971_2894633_1944544_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 314px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1gRfbecVRvZGSGbiy732rwwcMXDv-Mb5yuT7gNlwNjN39urjLM0N1NoHEwTZ-FGO3hpt1hCWv_DlhZoNQq-Se0vODNQX5Fg3PKgs7KiNCgfijFEZ_RkgTxBImV7ZnppH42en0CFlPig/s400/4854_115533946971_699256971_2894633_1944544_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351248355117266146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good rule for a resort. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzeqlx_CpqPGzrO9e2pNVSiZuRlf3gSnSioXR8RyCc5r6B8l9sJLp17uINGXtBB34WAEmILUkrhfXMwlAsiYfQw66sh4pouN17vmh1ud3RHBt_QaoazxH19QWCmk8bKPWuHFFEl3KUPA/s1600-h/4854_115533936971_699256971_2894632_4062303_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzeqlx_CpqPGzrO9e2pNVSiZuRlf3gSnSioXR8RyCc5r6B8l9sJLp17uINGXtBB34WAEmILUkrhfXMwlAsiYfQw66sh4pouN17vmh1ud3RHBt_QaoazxH19QWCmk8bKPWuHFFEl3KUPA/s400/4854_115533936971_699256971_2894632_4062303_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351248352650033394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good logic! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglXamKID92eYXoyncYn8hLHxBMc4_Zw0J842Jrevh0THEMKEzRJdMuqkKiXS-2BABVDGYA17z-QV1iV9GcdrQIN3_YjPCHBPRCfttWRG5KWpaMrXu0C8Zh0xKMCTAZSdSb-91DKtSwfw/s1600-h/4854_115533931971_699256971_2894631_3348014_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglXamKID92eYXoyncYn8hLHxBMc4_Zw0J842Jrevh0THEMKEzRJdMuqkKiXS-2BABVDGYA17z-QV1iV9GcdrQIN3_YjPCHBPRCfttWRG5KWpaMrXu0C8Zh0xKMCTAZSdSb-91DKtSwfw/s400/4854_115533931971_699256971_2894631_3348014_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351248350696115570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have taste on good shirts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRqUxR73sZXbnvRJrJHVblTme0VMIbKy7kdJu1ZBdJXQYEPxbub2iLAPYb9St-90eXlb7jhPZv2_L-urqAKnsEpuj09YCG-CA-7_4CTCY9y4tTOoZIWc6szDbKiO_RK2Q-YHnLXyKoJQ/s1600-h/4854_115533926971_699256971_2894630_6259986_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 360px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRqUxR73sZXbnvRJrJHVblTme0VMIbKy7kdJu1ZBdJXQYEPxbub2iLAPYb9St-90eXlb7jhPZv2_L-urqAKnsEpuj09YCG-CA-7_4CTCY9y4tTOoZIWc6szDbKiO_RK2Q-YHnLXyKoJQ/s400/4854_115533926971_699256971_2894630_6259986_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351248343203390722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your things might get stolen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkHIegE6Q3aPksZKk398FAvHbda3Ui42WqOFw_ZcZKb7b2Ze1Th32q9INrxyU9bzKspSjvmZBFInhFjXm70FZPXdzggPClNxULLU7bedS8coNo9-raOVaizCV18IBqMNrg_vUC1Q8_1w/s1600-h/4854_115533921971_699256971_2894629_5743929_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkHIegE6Q3aPksZKk398FAvHbda3Ui42WqOFw_ZcZKb7b2Ze1Th32q9INrxyU9bzKspSjvmZBFInhFjXm70FZPXdzggPClNxULLU7bedS8coNo9-raOVaizCV18IBqMNrg_vUC1Q8_1w/s400/4854_115533921971_699256971_2894629_5743929_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351248078790788322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good rules..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKLFTbhzbC_cL7K8Rnt-xdjdt0Rc1EZqxC0vwzfKmAyBrfVhZggxZY4BlE-Nrx72fnENkdCgiV79Vu-pbgtAkEDvXVXvjnZDDWK0lINvQ1BPkCKAC7NA8EP5b_KqCZj1NA7gvUxYrpHg/s1600-h/4854_115533911971_699256971_2894627_3201476_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKLFTbhzbC_cL7K8Rnt-xdjdt0Rc1EZqxC0vwzfKmAyBrfVhZggxZY4BlE-Nrx72fnENkdCgiV79Vu-pbgtAkEDvXVXvjnZDDWK0lINvQ1BPkCKAC7NA8EP5b_KqCZj1NA7gvUxYrpHg/s400/4854_115533911971_699256971_2894627_3201476_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351248074683338018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG-RwNk-uN2Gb3PUWMJBnBFJhznI8Hv_-pu4KZptyKo7X0I_PYlLHQb8Fl3xCBGR6DhJSHHz-kqKfMqcklWoJ4neQMB-YQniSL0T8BwwRVsiGCFYxSybJjoey__L_xdeJs_iNQdYLBDg/s1600-h/4854_115533906971_699256971_2894626_6968217_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG-RwNk-uN2Gb3PUWMJBnBFJhznI8Hv_-pu4KZptyKo7X0I_PYlLHQb8Fl3xCBGR6DhJSHHz-kqKfMqcklWoJ4neQMB-YQniSL0T8BwwRVsiGCFYxSybJjoey__L_xdeJs_iNQdYLBDg/s400/4854_115533906971_699256971_2894626_6968217_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351248071462975202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good logic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtLKHNA8JUNviL2FQHuulV1YT2u4qgQ-sJb-vbNN5YtNnRMfXCTc0DwZhF7kWPRTV9Du5d4lfGTklZ7O6IQqIl7OvHGRf7QZUZCcnpW9rswWUqPBLmho2byThG53P6sGb0mnE93lQrrA/s1600-h/4854_115533901971_699256971_2894625_4189934_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 376px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtLKHNA8JUNviL2FQHuulV1YT2u4qgQ-sJb-vbNN5YtNnRMfXCTc0DwZhF7kWPRTV9Du5d4lfGTklZ7O6IQqIl7OvHGRf7QZUZCcnpW9rswWUqPBLmho2byThG53P6sGb0mnE93lQrrA/s400/4854_115533901971_699256971_2894625_4189934_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351248066896777362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioRDFFEKez64xij__BwvlUWCLGOgtstmicdz0UMWi1c8cWM1779IJV6ttEXZTGw43gjpiPtEu_P7o-y1Dp5t3Qs8SBKlFerwyrbydKlZIhyoqo6skpMUIBUpww4uiFJkwvYoI2Gjt0uQ/s1600-h/4854_115533896971_699256971_2894624_7523559_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioRDFFEKez64xij__BwvlUWCLGOgtstmicdz0UMWi1c8cWM1779IJV6ttEXZTGw43gjpiPtEu_P7o-y1Dp5t3Qs8SBKlFerwyrbydKlZIhyoqo6skpMUIBUpww4uiFJkwvYoI2Gjt0uQ/s400/4854_115533896971_699256971_2894624_7523559_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351248066102323426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRAfcj7PhxRNg2NaTfBu_fgvhPNloUH71DCqJYrwA1l27AF6ioveBkaM6fPhFNd-acEg2zcX_gAXnJ0Xa3PsAOukr6QVaWbtGATwo58PdMpUNWiZQAVDmkQcXdrOmoWbKmg5MpxiTpcw/s1600-h/4854_115533891971_699256971_2894623_2381243_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRAfcj7PhxRNg2NaTfBu_fgvhPNloUH71DCqJYrwA1l27AF6ioveBkaM6fPhFNd-acEg2zcX_gAXnJ0Xa3PsAOukr6QVaWbtGATwo58PdMpUNWiZQAVDmkQcXdrOmoWbKmg5MpxiTpcw/s400/4854_115533891971_699256971_2894623_2381243_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351247574094381410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read! LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDuGPsNB7b06UoS0gze-QXLuK8Uwtjo2ECSsWOQSWSERQPQLwq6tgI36UWbMqhKox9DVJtT2muWyyUM33z0kXCEzIndVzOoD6jaYBvYyN8HILgmVF43ScOrqb0z5a-ZC_XecbtK7Qf9Q/s1600-h/4854_115533886971_699256971_2894622_3562277_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 129px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDuGPsNB7b06UoS0gze-QXLuK8Uwtjo2ECSsWOQSWSERQPQLwq6tgI36UWbMqhKox9DVJtT2muWyyUM33z0kXCEzIndVzOoD6jaYBvYyN8HILgmVF43ScOrqb0z5a-ZC_XecbtK7Qf9Q/s400/4854_115533886971_699256971_2894622_3562277_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351247572258305314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_GMPvaZu1RQW6sPV9yZKcDzVyBtCJU5WDfozMK8EN-RtvrApEMAUZDw6FEvNYDx1TnWybJkYxU14lkj9gRJ2LAaV_0SuUpeV_UHCXiy3NDPFMGrDgoK_qNatwjV5kobEdRhPPJoK14Q/s1600-h/4854_115533881971_699256971_2894621_5919045_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 187px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_GMPvaZu1RQW6sPV9yZKcDzVyBtCJU5WDfozMK8EN-RtvrApEMAUZDw6FEvNYDx1TnWybJkYxU14lkj9gRJ2LAaV_0SuUpeV_UHCXiy3NDPFMGrDgoK_qNatwjV5kobEdRhPPJoK14Q/s400/4854_115533881971_699256971_2894621_5919045_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351247569898110066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the cockroaches! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfrqMBGFvFE2LEsl-rHz9zsRINilpJAcYCKaZKnIGaYx6xci8t4EphAgTzPVH3mj0UepgV7P3fSdbhz9xHlwvXU8utGuEnXparr106x1mGPOUoDu284qf5avy2ImgdLZFKH13vNhDqiA/s1600-h/4854_115533871971_699256971_2894619_6551662_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 287px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfrqMBGFvFE2LEsl-rHz9zsRINilpJAcYCKaZKnIGaYx6xci8t4EphAgTzPVH3mj0UepgV7P3fSdbhz9xHlwvXU8utGuEnXparr106x1mGPOUoDu284qf5avy2ImgdLZFKH13vNhDqiA/s400/4854_115533871971_699256971_2894619_6551662_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351247566700222130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/06/epic-fails-what-shame-lol.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (culguy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGvYXukB3D2CokW9QfrBHLkR4OtHZDd67DlXA10k-lq4Mw-x-TvJ8uOXST902KJh_v8Ftuwrxl8hPX-NZGcrXm0eX-dOEMvsl-DTekns8Ug0aKN9tEd43BJD8sv4-RUFs3o7p5LU3Iuw/s72-c/4854_115533961971_699256971_2894635_8253659_n.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-4477026917304274195</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 17:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-21T02:06:34.454+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cat</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dark vader</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">escalator</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fail</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">whether man</category><title>Some FAIL pictures!!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3QdDFRpUG8NnblYLadgReXBOlNOMFQVA9FLURmUKJ-VDi8BxKX1iGvZuQ0EycM5mqOlJozrBk-cV6Resigppqhyn0wB-ya6chtaMgNf1Msq0hs4kDwXgqvdmYviV2-E1RnFCtkP8g2A/s1600-h/meat_fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 158px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3QdDFRpUG8NnblYLadgReXBOlNOMFQVA9FLURmUKJ-VDi8BxKX1iGvZuQ0EycM5mqOlJozrBk-cV6Resigppqhyn0wB-ya6chtaMgNf1Msq0hs4kDwXgqvdmYviV2-E1RnFCtkP8g2A/s400/meat_fail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349468006368592242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A stupid FAIL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVknruM76C_PVyIDHFJy3w47S7M63blHe6-6gfAfWjG4jKHziNsLXYmG61vUvc0Y9mIHK2xI0z5EwYj6N8UH8cjFJiBX5dJW6cTu_k-jaTTfGVPmWKy5qN9k2kTYJv3RmjgD-3N8lbgg/s1600-h/fail-owned-forecast-fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVknruM76C_PVyIDHFJy3w47S7M63blHe6-6gfAfWjG4jKHziNsLXYmG61vUvc0Y9mIHK2xI0z5EwYj6N8UH8cjFJiBX5dJW6cTu_k-jaTTfGVPmWKy5qN9k2kTYJv3RmjgD-3N8lbgg/s400/fail-owned-forecast-fail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349468003899308130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's what happen when the whether man is not prepared. FAIL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRlAA8lSGsxlsIftKLYDbFlvk0IYcD1bji8-68scVYTL46G8Whzho9jD85DhiXseHSVZXO2EaFKQ3KCBgLkZ5EZO3l65mCbcp71lgEyMm3l1Ke5jmh1lQr1cB81G6AFMVYUgh7F1aPuA/s1600-h/fail-owned-fence-security-fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRlAA8lSGsxlsIftKLYDbFlvk0IYcD1bji8-68scVYTL46G8Whzho9jD85DhiXseHSVZXO2EaFKQ3KCBgLkZ5EZO3l65mCbcp71lgEyMm3l1Ke5jmh1lQr1cB81G6AFMVYUgh7F1aPuA/s400/fail-owned-fence-security-fail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349468002291142962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why did they even bother putting a door? FAIL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjowNE5lWSJHJmDpzNcsX4ZUZfBtN-2nZ4GTruP5dUYnRnOjZ5a7QjmCCqJ53VWokWUtXIFpYAV88wDDo1ZW0gBVTls5ITTy59pR5Fkm1XQTsy1Vo3xVJ5uCg-II2tJwQ0z7OLcHj2jhg/s1600-h/fail-owned-escalator-fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjowNE5lWSJHJmDpzNcsX4ZUZfBtN-2nZ4GTruP5dUYnRnOjZ5a7QjmCCqJ53VWokWUtXIFpYAV88wDDo1ZW0gBVTls5ITTy59pR5Fkm1XQTsy1Vo3xVJ5uCg-II2tJwQ0z7OLcHj2jhg/s400/fail-owned-escalator-fail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349467737491642130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a useful escalator. FAIL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW_IecuoxGmZcWVfZGhNLFiiYzROuE1Bf4Rc3WtRzJkO72SYwsRLr74VqF5BlYZKbHxXb981tAn977djwqP2qBMr1ohHf6sOpOALLNkY2pc8pFr3S4iujS9KlA2w4kWp_Gw_LdnUoZcw/s1600-h/fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW_IecuoxGmZcWVfZGhNLFiiYzROuE1Bf4Rc3WtRzJkO72SYwsRLr74VqF5BlYZKbHxXb981tAn977djwqP2qBMr1ohHf6sOpOALLNkY2pc8pFr3S4iujS9KlA2w4kWp_Gw_LdnUoZcw/s400/fail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349467732769429602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow, the cat has a good owner. FAIL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4fCI6fpuCu2s7TTqgj1bLCPUVRQtPGl_yEf9YXiYGMgWZUCysvCbqp0RVGXuoGKnwDBNEG_qBfKRXc0UO8t7OuPRWQE35DxVOXWdVWfKv-SAlxPP01kmS4YOuwbZPCaqg2yk4dhre4Q/s1600-h/fail.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4fCI6fpuCu2s7TTqgj1bLCPUVRQtPGl_yEf9YXiYGMgWZUCysvCbqp0RVGXuoGKnwDBNEG_qBfKRXc0UO8t7OuPRWQE35DxVOXWdVWfKv-SAlxPP01kmS4YOuwbZPCaqg2yk4dhre4Q/s400/fail.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349467730303144802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wonder what Dark Vader is doing. FAIL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiha-gbH5OMHf0JcslS0Z87vX93GJi7ZdTnRm7baYqxVPC6Hdtu6itBV3LN9ySk4xcpZcNGi5AEPD9vI1DmFpzn38c4xXTuiDRHYQ2C8bBR3ZEHFZNMQkpYFhniK0xEhUzJt2ythbCgqQ/s1600-h/epic-fail-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiha-gbH5OMHf0JcslS0Z87vX93GJi7ZdTnRm7baYqxVPC6Hdtu6itBV3LN9ySk4xcpZcNGi5AEPD9vI1DmFpzn38c4xXTuiDRHYQ2C8bBR3ZEHFZNMQkpYFhniK0xEhUzJt2ythbCgqQ/s400/epic-fail-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349467726998772322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Need I say more? FAIL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivGUbTvHex68tqqkJBkyOKpyPRx6VCtDacgwABHZJ3FCLMT18KYpefrBChMJZu7pv2p5ZZ8w8QcrVKpMHuv4A2UYt2vBJ3dMZdEaSGG8KeB8QCJSNAmFL9j0Au_Rkm4MDzBq37HBo6sg/s1600-h/doggyFAIL1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivGUbTvHex68tqqkJBkyOKpyPRx6VCtDacgwABHZJ3FCLMT18KYpefrBChMJZu7pv2p5ZZ8w8QcrVKpMHuv4A2UYt2vBJ3dMZdEaSGG8KeB8QCJSNAmFL9j0Au_Rkm4MDzBq37HBo6sg/s400/doggyFAIL1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349467724238892562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a good laugh! what big eyes does that dog have! FAIL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-fail-pictures.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (culguy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3QdDFRpUG8NnblYLadgReXBOlNOMFQVA9FLURmUKJ-VDi8BxKX1iGvZuQ0EycM5mqOlJozrBk-cV6Resigppqhyn0wB-ya6chtaMgNf1Msq0hs4kDwXgqvdmYviV2-E1RnFCtkP8g2A/s72-c/meat_fail.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-8430434864866390730</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 06:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-07T15:17:12.347+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Philippines old facebook!!</title><description>If there would be facebook on the past, it would look like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHOxiSrYJgeSkyNE34HFLwjgIquoaug32AvGzknt2VqkHaLmY7lgZdrA0XYEG3pCIy7_QAKwP6zq8PF4FsaORT-b9ZUV76zvUjMaMLCa6dbthf11YqlNnDhTXXuVrOWrYGdioiz-fuTQ/s1600-h/4558_97993402406_519267406_2382344_3431960_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 454px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHOxiSrYJgeSkyNE34HFLwjgIquoaug32AvGzknt2VqkHaLmY7lgZdrA0XYEG3pCIy7_QAKwP6zq8PF4FsaORT-b9ZUV76zvUjMaMLCa6dbthf11YqlNnDhTXXuVrOWrYGdioiz-fuTQ/s400/4558_97993402406_519267406_2382344_3431960_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344473036185535362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-found this on facebook</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/06/philippines-old-facebook.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (culguy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHOxiSrYJgeSkyNE34HFLwjgIquoaug32AvGzknt2VqkHaLmY7lgZdrA0XYEG3pCIy7_QAKwP6zq8PF4FsaORT-b9ZUV76zvUjMaMLCa6dbthf11YqlNnDhTXXuVrOWrYGdioiz-fuTQ/s72-c/4558_97993402406_519267406_2382344_3431960_n.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-8994854064552431607</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 02:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-31T10:22:55.495+08:00</atom:updated><title>What fire department do</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFhJ-iqdDZtGYwoMpLL0o7f68BEAgchNM9Aq_TufiAPqv7o_V3bErAEo0dE_Dvpo6tTFEUQuYrSL3JaNMhGpooc6_R7-2HrmnmOOeDs1cehfdWMdqsfnY_hAjN5lBUqle-erYRC87DdA/s1600-h/fire+department.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFhJ-iqdDZtGYwoMpLL0o7f68BEAgchNM9Aq_TufiAPqv7o_V3bErAEo0dE_Dvpo6tTFEUQuYrSL3JaNMhGpooc6_R7-2HrmnmOOeDs1cehfdWMdqsfnY_hAjN5lBUqle-erYRC87DdA/s400/fire+department.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341807194258196674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhomRp8USmGBf0NqBC46LbdZab_1zvVfUYqRBAr9mcESC3b486c_N4HhW0iz4RaK1g3udLUOWA5oba4I-QsfxOID6QxmIRozEiWoMSe6GmFBMZ-rKm9gwUDByRzlO6fi8F__gCLQO9cOg/s1600-h/fire+department+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhomRp8USmGBf0NqBC46LbdZab_1zvVfUYqRBAr9mcESC3b486c_N4HhW0iz4RaK1g3udLUOWA5oba4I-QsfxOID6QxmIRozEiWoMSe6GmFBMZ-rKm9gwUDByRzlO6fi8F__gCLQO9cOg/s320/fire+department+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341806385248232770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nuf said. ^^</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-fire-department-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (culguy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFhJ-iqdDZtGYwoMpLL0o7f68BEAgchNM9Aq_TufiAPqv7o_V3bErAEo0dE_Dvpo6tTFEUQuYrSL3JaNMhGpooc6_R7-2HrmnmOOeDs1cehfdWMdqsfnY_hAjN5lBUqle-erYRC87DdA/s72-c/fire+department.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-6673265914147161002</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 13:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-31T09:30:05.883+08:00</atom:updated><title>Fashion Fail!!!</title><description>I found this funny video in the net try watching it! It's really funny!! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/45N3P6N6eko&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/45N3P6N6eko&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: http://www.epicfail.com</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/05/fashion-epic-fail.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (culguy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-7904026643973382499</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2009 12:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-24T21:41:30.643+08:00</atom:updated><title>Lee Hyori</title><description>For the June's issue of both &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Style&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singles&lt;/span&gt; Magazines, Lee Hyori had a photoshoot that spelled s-e-x-y. That's right... that's how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; she is... 2 covers in a month! Even though she is already 30, she can still pull off very nice shots  that will make men &lt;strike&gt; hard&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;drool&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the pics from Singles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6aGx4-HrXVwNIVJWgyW3JoT2-sCuBHTxJx1-XtIQ5q-I0aV-HcaR_eO_0QCoz8S4qbdCGbCBcmfMR2_RfbYbEdXlgStuKVOU6f93NhQ1OdB4PY1q5cHVYgA8oJBB4SnBT13ArsnzwaBE/s1600-h/single1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6aGx4-HrXVwNIVJWgyW3JoT2-sCuBHTxJx1-XtIQ5q-I0aV-HcaR_eO_0QCoz8S4qbdCGbCBcmfMR2_RfbYbEdXlgStuKVOU6f93NhQ1OdB4PY1q5cHVYgA8oJBB4SnBT13ArsnzwaBE/s400/single1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339006716003737298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt5MuXQccxwMF5lBa1NMvKo_ADN9X5VPgaygwSBz5VQ_nSfmy-kigDG2a0uMFM498rXGP2NxlEmcoRJjjM9MR1LnTkuU53Eas61atHgbcXGzmjlrvbQhiPQJI2KkcUZjcuXtr1LO3OL0M/s1600-h/single2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt5MuXQccxwMF5lBa1NMvKo_ADN9X5VPgaygwSBz5VQ_nSfmy-kigDG2a0uMFM498rXGP2NxlEmcoRJjjM9MR1LnTkuU53Eas61atHgbcXGzmjlrvbQhiPQJI2KkcUZjcuXtr1LO3OL0M/s400/single2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339006819807232834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigg9FGxJ6ixD7BT7ZsDfTwxrAe8jmj4D690bCFtw1Al9cSU7kqIzhuX0iIhJDQoWuZOlvlVFPyjCms8d18GtjdmMvF-RRJshPz5NlP9pyM9KWWra41Q3E_nntN5QH3z7hQhmp6wZKrQ6E/s1600-h/single3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigg9FGxJ6ixD7BT7ZsDfTwxrAe8jmj4D690bCFtw1Al9cSU7kqIzhuX0iIhJDQoWuZOlvlVFPyjCms8d18GtjdmMvF-RRJshPz5NlP9pyM9KWWra41Q3E_nntN5QH3z7hQhmp6wZKrQ6E/s400/single3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339006999614651426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the pics for In Style mag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwLg5odnR9hL4C_EO6SmmOmJ_bMZsySmHAcqUR8TEhNgWu3foT2YurgQCvewBx86QPd44AoRQcK3vd-MUDmbd1IxsMT03nX61ZXFId7Kkgns8p9QNB4vExMV0loPNEKXNpiPs29N04I0o/s1600-h/in1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwLg5odnR9hL4C_EO6SmmOmJ_bMZsySmHAcqUR8TEhNgWu3foT2YurgQCvewBx86QPd44AoRQcK3vd-MUDmbd1IxsMT03nX61ZXFId7Kkgns8p9QNB4vExMV0loPNEKXNpiPs29N04I0o/s400/in1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339010516469113714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPYgKeMpp7oTBfMPFGnJ1T4lBGCgNU3Qhzj4uc1zwpQWFmyiiYAjwkeJnDZt5Eu6fD0lmbxh-wpKZcYZAdYxIcu632aRFhyphenhyphenNDX6vRG0ojG13QrejRh5UNY-a6LuOXkmQxGyW0OUQbCsfc/s1600-h/in2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPYgKeMpp7oTBfMPFGnJ1T4lBGCgNU3Qhzj4uc1zwpQWFmyiiYAjwkeJnDZt5Eu6fD0lmbxh-wpKZcYZAdYxIcu632aRFhyphenhyphenNDX6vRG0ojG13QrejRh5UNY-a6LuOXkmQxGyW0OUQbCsfc/s400/in2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339011138505943634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMKCs9rd7UH8J_IObEMHFeKSTl55san2spUV3qeDqhYVtVXaEfaOFd7QfyYnbs4wRmUavqYCfh7x6ckIhzjm_Wbvrxs1uL3D8c-vPgq7ui-J6fUTparFTE_mopG46dXeu_SoQtOe0tVso/s1600-h/in3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMKCs9rd7UH8J_IObEMHFeKSTl55san2spUV3qeDqhYVtVXaEfaOFd7QfyYnbs4wRmUavqYCfh7x6ckIhzjm_Wbvrxs1uL3D8c-vPgq7ui-J6fUTparFTE_mopG46dXeu_SoQtOe0tVso/s400/in3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339011320963298690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfIXH1Q2MwxsFgasR-pUnCTGrCFFASlV6z6bBLQMChhQO2l4kkUPZsvRRGv2WCg0-4x1icxCT8p5y4qG_yfLtZ7PZYle_WWMK7g5wcl4tUvLUJAXp3BN0iGE81hvoCpqey1loHUvdcHMI/s1600-h/in4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfIXH1Q2MwxsFgasR-pUnCTGrCFFASlV6z6bBLQMChhQO2l4kkUPZsvRRGv2WCg0-4x1icxCT8p5y4qG_yfLtZ7PZYle_WWMK7g5wcl4tUvLUJAXp3BN0iGE81hvoCpqey1loHUvdcHMI/s400/in4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339011820788446434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;yummy&lt;/span&gt;... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: allkpop.com</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/05/lee-hyori.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (nightcrawler)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6aGx4-HrXVwNIVJWgyW3JoT2-sCuBHTxJx1-XtIQ5q-I0aV-HcaR_eO_0QCoz8S4qbdCGbCBcmfMR2_RfbYbEdXlgStuKVOU6f93NhQ1OdB4PY1q5cHVYgA8oJBB4SnBT13ArsnzwaBE/s72-c/single1.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-5848670347298404619</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 May 2009 14:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-21T22:31:47.757+08:00</atom:updated><title>Baby Pacquiao</title><description>Have you ever wondered how Manny Pacquiao, the greatest boxer in the world, looked like when he was a just a child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVWx7_DotEUV5pPGFBEgf3ShuhXKel3hhvbGniyG5eDhqf-7SZlDIhT-YmCPi9mXudu8Mq103Dkv0E2ZHKcbHZrgFmwMEiKk42d7p1PMjXM2SQQRihJnP3-ds-v7iYeLkBJrSm_vJmiKc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 248px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVWx7_DotEUV5pPGFBEgf3ShuhXKel3hhvbGniyG5eDhqf-7SZlDIhT-YmCPi9mXudu8Mq103Dkv0E2ZHKcbHZrgFmwMEiKk42d7p1PMjXM2SQQRihJnP3-ds-v7iYeLkBJrSm_vJmiKc/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338284529039839954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-pacquiao.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (nightcrawler)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVWx7_DotEUV5pPGFBEgf3ShuhXKel3hhvbGniyG5eDhqf-7SZlDIhT-YmCPi9mXudu8Mq103Dkv0E2ZHKcbHZrgFmwMEiKk42d7p1PMjXM2SQQRihJnP3-ds-v7iYeLkBJrSm_vJmiKc/s72-c/untitled.bmp" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-486147171834975032</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 16:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-30T20:56:08.196+08:00</atom:updated><title>100 Z as Bra size!</title><description>A 100 Z Bra size!&lt;br /&gt;It real, it's even on the Book of Guinness world record!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fooling.. and she's even smiling! Yikes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson to learn here is&lt;br /&gt;to appreciate what God have given&lt;br /&gt;OR perhaps what He didn't give you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a sneak preview...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1gyzQcJMLpCPhP1PfY1mkaMRvqIzQ73J6Th8iYqn_n1vEGhn1F6d17Ul-UfJQaZhpsjsnbkukMii6ghHQzRdq5UkkNVOtuZ2frLPRddiU6E7vj2p20D6p6t-NB7ZxmkKFMToOU776FQ/s200/image001.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338289439901861714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ziddu.com/download/4831888/100-Z.rar.html"&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; the file in the link to view the more pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/05/100-z-as-bra-size.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (culguy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1gyzQcJMLpCPhP1PfY1mkaMRvqIzQ73J6Th8iYqn_n1vEGhn1F6d17Ul-UfJQaZhpsjsnbkukMii6ghHQzRdq5UkkNVOtuZ2frLPRddiU6E7vj2p20D6p6t-NB7ZxmkKFMToOU776FQ/s72-c/image001.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-4256580405812557786</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-13T22:58:34.157+08:00</atom:updated><title>"A sad story but true. Although it's on Filipino"</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:180%;" &gt;Minsan may isang Puta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Tingin ng mga bobong kapitbahay ko puta daw ako. Nagpapagamit, binabayaran. Sabi nila ako daw ang pinakamaganda at pinakasikat sa aming lugar noon. Ang bango-bango ko daw, sariwa at makinis. Di ko alam kung sumpa ito, dahil dito naletse ang kinabukasan ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Tara makinig ka muna sa kwento ko,..yosi muna tayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Alam mo, maraming lumapit sa akin, nagkagusto, naakit...Ang hirap pag lahat sayo virgin eh. Tinangap ko naman silang tao, bakit kaya nila ako ginago! Masakit alalahanin, iniisip ko nalang na kasi di sila taga rito, siguro talagang ganoon. Tatlong malilibog na foreigners ang namyesta sa katawan ko, na rape daw ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sa tatlong beses akong nagahasa, ang pinakahuli ang di ko malilimutan. Parang maski di ko ginusto ang mga nangyari, hinanap-hanap ko siya. Tinulungan niya kasi akong makalimutan yung mga sadistang Hapon at CoA-kasi ibang-iba ang hagod niya. Umiikoy ang mundo ko sa tuwing ginagamit niya ako, ibang klase siya mag-sorry, lalo pa at kinupkop niya ako at ang mga anak ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Parating ang dami-daming regalo--may chocolates, yosi, at ano ka, may datung pa! Nakakaaliw siya, alam kong ginagamit niya lang ako.. pagamit naman ako ng pagamit sa kaniya. Sa kanya namin natutunan mag-ingles, magsulat at magbasa pa! Hanggang ngayon sa twing mabigat ang problema ko, siya ang tinatakbuhan ko. Yun nga lang, lahat ng bagay may kapalit. Noong kinakasama ko siya, guminhawa buhay namin. Sosyal na sosyal kami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Ewan ko nga ba, akala ko napamahal na ako sa kaniya. Akala ko tuloy-tuloy na kaligayahan namin, yun pala unti-unti niya akong pinapatay. P***ng i**! Sa daming lason na sinaksak niya sa katawan ko, muntik na akong malaspag. Ang dami ng nagsabi ang tanga-tanga ko. Patalsikin ko na daw sa tulong ng mga anak ko. Napalayas ko ang animal pero ang hirap magsimula. Masyado na kaming nasanay sa sarap ng buhay na naranasan namin sa kaniya. Lubog na lubog pa kami sa utang, kulang ata pati kaluluwa namin para ibayad sa mga utang namin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sinikap namin lahat maging maganda buhay namin. Ayun, mga nasa Japan, Hong Kong, Saudi mga anak ko. Yung iba nasa U.S. at Europe. Yung iba ayaw umalis sa akin. Halos lahat wala naman silbi, masaya daw sa piling ko, maski amoy usok ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sa dami ng mga anak ko na nagsikap na tulungan ang kalagayan namin, siya din ang dami ng mga anak ko na namamantala sa kabuhayan at kayamanan na itinatabi ko para sa punyetang kinabukasan naming lahat. Dumating ang panahon na di na kami halos makaahon sa hirap ng buhay. Napakahirap dahil nasanay na kami sa ginhawa at sarap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Ang di ko inaakala ay mismong mga anak ko ang tuluyang sisira sa akin. Napakasakit tanggapin ang malinlang. Akala ko ay makakakita ako ng magiging kasama sa buhay, sa mga ahas na ipinakilala ng mga anak ko, Hindi pala! Ang tanga ko talaga! Binugaw ako ng mga sarili kong mga anak. Kapalit ng kwarta at pansamantalang ginhawa nanais nilang matamasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Wala na akong nagawa dahil sa sobrang pagmamahal ko sa aking mga anak. Wala akong ibang yaman kundi ganda ko. Pinagamit ko nalang ng pinagamit ang sarili ko, basta maginhawa lang mga anak ko. Usap-usapan na ako ng mga kapitbahay ko. May nanghihinayang, namumuhi, at naawa. Puta na kase ang isang magandang tulad ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Alam mo, gusto ko sanang tumigil sa pagpuputa kaso ang laki talaga ng letseng utang ko eh. Palaki pa ng palaki. Kulang na kulang. Paano nalang ang mga anak kong naiwan sa aking punyetang puder? Paka di na ako balikan o bisitahin ng mga nag-abroad kong mga anak. Hindi na importante ung laspagin man ang ganda ko. Malaman nila na gagawin ko ang lahat para sa kanila. Sa tuwing titingin ako sa salamin, alam ko maganda pa rin ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Meron pa din ang bilib sa akin. Napag-uusapan pa din. Sa tuwing nakikita ko ang mukha ko sa salamin, nakikita ko ang mga anak ko. Tutulo na lang ang mga luha ko ng di ko namamalayan. Ang gagaling ng mga anak ko, namamayagpag kahit saan sila pumunta. Mahusay sa kahit anung gawain. Tama man o mali. Proud ako sa kanila! Kaso sila, kabaligtaran ang nararamdaman para sa akin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sa  dami ng mga anak ko, iilan lang ang may malasakit sa akin. May malasakit man nahihilaw. Ni hindi nga ako kinikilalang ina. Halos lahat sila galit sa isa’t isa. Walng gustong magtulungan, naghihilahan pa. Ang dami ko nang pasakit na tinitiis pero walang sasakit pa nung sarili kong mga anak ang nagbugaw sa akin. Kinapital ang laspag na ganda ko. Masyado silang nasanay sa sarap ng buhay. Minsan sa pagtingin ko sa salamin, ni hindi ko na nakilala ang sarili ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Darating na naman ang pasko, sana maalala naman ako ng mga anak ko. Isang buwan pa magbabagong taon na. Natatakot ako sa taong darating. Ngayon pa lang usap-usapan na ang susunod na pagbubugaw ng ilan sa mga anak ko. Sana may magtanggol naman sa akin, ipaglaban naman nila ako. Gusto kong sumigaw... “INA NIYO AKO...MAHALIN NIYO NAMAN AKO!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sige, duma-drama na ako. Masisira na make-up ko nito eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Salamat ha pinakinggan mo ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Ay sorry, di ko nasabi pangalan ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Pilipinas nga pala ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;-Author Unknown-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/05/sad-story-but-true-although-its-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (culguy)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-5421663438202228273</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2009 13:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-09T21:45:10.477+08:00</atom:updated><title>Idiotic Millionaire Contestants</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my aunt sent me this through email. I don't really know if this is true... no one over 30 years old is that stupid!!! And besides, don't they have any screenings? Stupid people shouldn't be allowed in activities that require thinking... they'll just embarass themselves! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXZZZbd1pP5twIiseK9hH9XdNFks-Tyuj3RyRxmb83eNY-RYU2g_HWpWaa9rq-4lP9DWaX0G45bd6Sy2N7HzXqc4FX9yH1odbS3ab7LMvMnEM5GVbhlpoeGAsoPqfSuSdhYjN3daM1CJ0/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXZZZbd1pP5twIiseK9hH9XdNFks-Tyuj3RyRxmb83eNY-RYU2g_HWpWaa9rq-4lP9DWaX0G45bd6Sy2N7HzXqc4FX9yH1odbS3ab7LMvMnEM5GVbhlpoeGAsoPqfSuSdhYjN3daM1CJ0/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333816553557804674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NEW YORK - Idaho resident Kathy Evans brought humiliation to her friends and family Tuesday when she set a new standard for stupidity with her appearance on the popular TV show, 'Who Wants To Be A Millionaire..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that Evans, a 32-year-old wife and mother of two, got stuck on the first question, and proceeded to make what fans of the show are dubbing 'the absolute worst use of lifelines ever.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being introduced to the show's host Meredith Vieira, Evans assured her that she was ready to play, whereupon she was posed with an extremely easy $100 question. The question was: 'Which of the following is the largest?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) A Peanut&lt;br /&gt;B) An Elephant&lt;br /&gt;C) The Moon&lt;br /&gt;D) Hey, who you calling large?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately Mrs. Evans was struck with an all consuming panic as she realized that this was a question to which she did not readily know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hmm, oh boy, that's a toughie,' said Evans, as Vieira did her level best to hide her disbelief and disgust. 'I mean, I'm sure I've heard of some of these things before, but I have no idea how large they would be.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evans made the decision to use the first of her three lifelines, the 50/50. Answers A and D were removed, leaving her to decide which was bigger, an elephant or the moon. However, faced with an incredibly easy question, Evans still remained unsure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh! It removed the two I was leaning towards!' exclaimed Evans. 'Darn. I think I better phone a friend.'&lt;br /&gt;Using the second of her two lifelines on the first question, Mrs.. Evans asked to be connected with her friend Betsy, who is an office assistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hi Betsy! How are you? This is Kathy! I'm on TV!' said Evans, wasting the first seven seconds of her call. 'Ok, I got an important question. Which of the following is the largest? B, an elephant, or C, the moon. 15 seconds hun.'&lt;br /&gt;Betsy quickly replied that the answer was C, the moon. Evans proceeded to argue with her friend for the remaining ten seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Come on Betsy, are you sure?' said Evans. 'How sure are you? Duh, that can't be it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone's astonishment, the moronic Evans declined to take her friend's advice and pick 'The Moon.'&lt;br /&gt;'I just don't know if I can trust Betsy. She's not all that bright. So I think I'd like to ask the audience,' said Evans.&lt;br /&gt;Asked to vote on the correct answer, the audience returned 98% in favor of answer C, 'The Moon.' Having used up all her lifelines, Evans then made the dumbest choice of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wow, seems like everybody is against what I'm thinking,' said the too-stupid-to-live Evans. 'But you know, sometimes you just got to go with your gut. So, let's see. For which is larger, an elephant or the moon, I'm going to have to go with B, an elephant. Final answer.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evans sat before the dumbfounded audience, the only one waiting with bated breath, and was told that she was wrong, and that the answer was in fact, C, 'The Moon.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1OdZ145ZBd8CO29ZZRWFdSAQEQ5_6VhG2QiaTlb4WyUU_uEQ0if1O51DRDe-5BPA7EL9JODDbnRw1phxgBgNmbiqVUqZzAGtTUp2i8v0d1mUpPS8dNoh45jIyqGB6fubqvjlkkE6Q_qQ/s1600-h/untitled1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1OdZ145ZBd8CO29ZZRWFdSAQEQ5_6VhG2QiaTlb4WyUU_uEQ0if1O51DRDe-5BPA7EL9JODDbnRw1phxgBgNmbiqVUqZzAGtTUp2i8v0d1mUpPS8dNoh45jIyqGB6fubqvjlkkE6Q_qQ/s320/untitled1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333817088144549346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKIGwBvH0oGVEwbUTXFTMX0UrGEdhRYfhQRRyNJSRKtDpHyBwkDJv5AJWTZ5XsV59EYeZLKxB_vt0RCDGDiFKuPu8hz4QV0b3p_lO4tlHG7ai7Xu0kx8k4nrszki5dOfEcCes-yMoH6s4/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKIGwBvH0oGVEwbUTXFTMX0UrGEdhRYfhQRRyNJSRKtDpHyBwkDJv5AJWTZ5XsV59EYeZLKxB_vt0RCDGDiFKuPu8hz4QV0b3p_lO4tlHG7ai7Xu0kx8k4nrszki5dOfEcCes-yMoH6s4/s320/untitled2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333817385631814130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were them, I would have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;died&lt;/span&gt; of embarassment. Do you think there is a gene for stupidity? hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-of-my-aunt-sent-me-this-through.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (nightcrawler)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXZZZbd1pP5twIiseK9hH9XdNFks-Tyuj3RyRxmb83eNY-RYU2g_HWpWaa9rq-4lP9DWaX0G45bd6Sy2N7HzXqc4FX9yH1odbS3ab7LMvMnEM5GVbhlpoeGAsoPqfSuSdhYjN3daM1CJ0/s72-c/untitled.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-6602521177720007239</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2009 06:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-09T14:22:11.045+08:00</atom:updated><title>The famous Contra cheat, now on Facebook!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.nintendic.com/general/contra-nes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://files.nintendic.com/general/contra-nes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://justgiving.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/facebook_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 64px;" src="http://justgiving.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/facebook_logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have played Contra before then you probably known this cheat, The unlimited life cheat. It is now applicable to facebook! try it, and you'll be amazed! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steps to make this cheat to work:&lt;br /&gt;1.) Register/Log on to facebook.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Wait until the page finish loading.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Hit the following keys on you keyboard in their respective order. &lt;br /&gt;        “up up down down left right left right b a enter”. &lt;br /&gt;4.) Whenever you click, scroll or type, it causes a lens flare on your screen.</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/05/famous-contra-cheat-now-on-facebook.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (culguy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-6746068118431580627</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 17:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-09T02:05:32.244+08:00</atom:updated><title>A VIP trip on MV doulos</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9sZ1dQPjezntR5NaV-CiqbHLhuclI-l5Ro4kyTyIxKyjI48ysYnDm2sZW_X0DaK-SR-H_ZqgIj6OWZU49NRF5AHT2ic1S7uD1kCEquhUAwhzA-hQQvdn2ykKLFM3VRvAC0YdUKtXCpg/s1600-h/IMG_0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9sZ1dQPjezntR5NaV-CiqbHLhuclI-l5Ro4kyTyIxKyjI48ysYnDm2sZW_X0DaK-SR-H_ZqgIj6OWZU49NRF5AHT2ic1S7uD1kCEquhUAwhzA-hQQvdn2ykKLFM3VRvAC0YdUKtXCpg/s320/IMG_0087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333515809026356290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3NiHdDM85hc9_vAqTlF4i7vi3i0Ci9rOjtqkmRL-2Of_2MdddVP1clqwftnQV7nJsZZ8OreE_N-I8pkfucFXnG5qXZ_HedWDGMJOl5CIf6_UwAn9udXZvxG-2yqM8MZCmbrJyR0KXyQ/s1600-h/IMG_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3NiHdDM85hc9_vAqTlF4i7vi3i0Ci9rOjtqkmRL-2Of_2MdddVP1clqwftnQV7nJsZZ8OreE_N-I8pkfucFXnG5qXZ_HedWDGMJOl5CIf6_UwAn9udXZvxG-2yqM8MZCmbrJyR0KXyQ/s320/IMG_0064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333514959022758578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpc_AWm_5K4DpnJ53zWAyp_ehSIj76mLh5_z9KbZXuRMTEH14lKmEobdSn2HNoeNQEs6d2t7ROzTmZi1O9iU3k98Z5FtkNYKXbArEV7TQ7gsz8m51sH3eX2Y8TYITkLHcasGTHHGQziA/s1600-h/IMG_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpc_AWm_5K4DpnJ53zWAyp_ehSIj76mLh5_z9KbZXuRMTEH14lKmEobdSn2HNoeNQEs6d2t7ROzTmZi1O9iU3k98Z5FtkNYKXbArEV7TQ7gsz8m51sH3eX2Y8TYITkLHcasGTHHGQziA/s320/IMG_0074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333514523374354146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip happened when the MV doulos arrived at the PIER in manila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brief history on MV doulos.&lt;br /&gt;MV doulos is the oldest passenger ship that was made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Beginning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was originally build as a freighter named Medina, and still owned by Mallory Steamship Co., in the United states. Launched on August 22, 1914.&lt;br /&gt;Medina has a sister ship named "NECHES".&lt;br /&gt;NECHES has a short career as she sank following a collision of the coast of Deven, England in 1918.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Fall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1948, a Panamanian company, Cia Nivera San Miguel, Acquired Medina. The following year, she was converted to a migrant ship at La Spezia, Italy and named "ROMA". However, Roma does not appear to have been very successful in this new role and soon laid up and offered for sail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Revolution!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1952 Roma was sold to Glacoma Costa Fu Andres (Linea "C") in Italy and named "FRANCA C." Her original steam engine was replaced by a diesel engine and she was remodeled again, this time to a first class luxury liner. She was initially employed to sail around South America. Later Franca C. served as a cruise ship and sailed from Venice to Greek Islands and other Mediterranean ports. There were occasional trips to the black sea or across the Atlantic. At this stage of her career several alteration were made to the ship. The most important of these occurred in 1970 when a new flat diesel engine was installed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The New ERA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1977 due to emergence of new cruise ships, it was decided that Franca C. would finally sent to the scrap yard. Several representative from the German Company 'Gute Bucher Fur Allo'(Good Book For All) were on board for her final cruise. They had been looking for a suitable ship to operate but have been unsuccessful in their search. After further investigation they have decided to purchased the vessel and on November 4, 1977 a formal agreement was signed. Franca C was renamed to "DOULOS", a Greek word meaning 'servant'. This was the seventh time that this historic ship has been rescued from the scrap yard. Following he purchased she was dry docked at Genoa, Italy were a number of repairs have been completed, including the replacement of the large section of the bow. The swimming pool on the boat deck was removed and a large canopy was erected for housing of extensive book fair. On June 3, 1978 after being fitted out in Bremen, Germany, Doulos embarked upon her new service as a floating book fair and conference center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WORLD RECORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MV Doulos is in the Guiness Book of Records as the Oldest Active Passenger Ocean-Going Ship, Built in 1914 in the USA.</description><link>http://everythingwithhumor.blogspot.com/2009/05/vip-trip-on-mv-doulos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (culguy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9sZ1dQPjezntR5NaV-CiqbHLhuclI-l5Ro4kyTyIxKyjI48ysYnDm2sZW_X0DaK-SR-H_ZqgIj6OWZU49NRF5AHT2ic1S7uD1kCEquhUAwhzA-hQQvdn2ykKLFM3VRvAC0YdUKtXCpg/s72-c/IMG_0087.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834087407130518807.post-3955066019200572158</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 15:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-03T23:34:44.652+08:00</atom:updated><title>Bored?</title><description>Are you bored? 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