<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952</id><updated>2011-07-23T22:32:11.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>e-padala</title><subtitle type='html'>Mga paboritong artikulo gawa sa pinaghalong Ingles at Tagalog na kumakalat sa buong mundo.  E-padala natin.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-114368926765721786</id><published>2006-03-29T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T19:27:47.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>husband &amp; wife</title><content type='html'>Mag-asawa having sex...&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: Honey, mag dirty talk ka naman para ganahan ako!&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: Ahhh...Shit! Basuraaa... Kanal... Taeee...Oooh... Patay na&lt;br /&gt;dagaaaa....alipunga ......ohh cge paaaaaa ...libag..anghittttt...!  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;due to her friends advice... this unsatisfied wife secretly mixed 3 powdered viagra on the spaghetti her husband was eating.... after 30 minutes.... at an instant.. herhusband grab her and carry her to the bedroom and the fun begins.... minuteslater...he shouted for help!!! his stomach was aching seriously!! ...he was rushed to the hospital....and died! XRAY results showed stiff, hard and potruding spahetti was the cause of death!!!!! .......ngeeeeek( pati noodles tumigas!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~Nagpunta si Tandang Kulas sa kanyang doktor, "Doc, 80-years old na ako bukas, meron akong binayarang hooker pupunta sa apartment ko mamayang gabi, pwede bang bigyan mo ako ng pampatigas.....Tumawa ang doktor, " Hinde ko binibigay sa mga pasyente ko ito, pero para sa iyo, exception lang para ngayong gabi!......Tinawagan ng doktor ang matanda sa gabing yun at tinanong ang kanyang kalagayan. Sagot naman ng matanda, "Doc, magaling ka talaga, tatlong beses na akong pinutukan!"......."Ayos", sabi ng doktor, " Di tuwang tuwa yung hooker?".......Sagot ng matanda, " Wala pa siya dito, hinihintay ko pa!" ~~~Ngeehh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-114368926765721786?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/114368926765721786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/114368926765721786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2006/03/husband-wife.html' title='husband &amp; wife'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-114368807278701259</id><published>2006-03-29T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T19:07:52.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tawa ka lang dyan</title><content type='html'>Bugtungan &lt;br /&gt;Patpat mong matigas &lt;br /&gt;Labas masok sa butas, &lt;br /&gt;Pag iyong idiin, giniling-giling &lt;br /&gt;Kiliti and mararating. &lt;br /&gt;Ano ito?............ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cotton buds! Wag daw dumi isip, bad iyan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulis: Bakit mo inihagis ang bata sa bintana? &lt;br /&gt;Yaya: Sinunod ko lang po ang utos ng amo ko. &lt;br /&gt;Sabi po ng amo ko, 'wala na tayong Pampers, &lt;br /&gt;i- Huggies mo na lang si baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the most impressive example of Tolerance? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Golden Wedding Anniversary! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applicants &lt;br /&gt;2 girls nag-aaply ng work. 1 matalino, 1 bobo &lt;br /&gt;Matalino: Buti ka pa natanggap. Ano ba ginawa mo? &lt;br /&gt;Bobo: Wala. Nung nag-fill up me ng form, nilagay ko &lt;br /&gt;sa Sex, sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Write a short story in a few words discussing &lt;br /&gt;Religion, Sexuality and Mystery. &lt;br /&gt;Student wrote: "My God! I'm pregnant. I wonder who &lt;br /&gt;the father is?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive Child &lt;br /&gt;1st day in school... &lt;br /&gt;Mom to teacher - Very sensitive po ang anak ko. &lt;br /&gt;Kung kailangan nyo po parusahan, &lt;br /&gt;Sampalin nyo na lang po ang katabi nya. &lt;br /&gt;matatakot na 'yan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Marriage Cycle &lt;br /&gt;1-2 yrs : magkasalo sa plato &lt;br /&gt;3-5 yrs : tig-isang plato &lt;br /&gt;5-7 yrs : nagbabatuhan na ng plato &lt;br /&gt;8-10 yrs : wala na silang plato &lt;br /&gt;That is what we call PLATOnic love! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 brothers named Bu, Chu and Fu migrated to USA from China. &lt;br /&gt;They decided to change their name : &lt;br /&gt;Bu became Buck &lt;br /&gt;Chu became Chuck. &lt;br /&gt;Fu decided to go back to China . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man : I want to divorce my wife. She hasn't spoken to me &lt;br /&gt;i n 6 months. &lt;br /&gt;Lawyer: Better think it over. Wives like that are very hard to find! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why bra makers measure cup size by "A B C D E F "? &lt;br /&gt;A - almost gone &lt;br /&gt;B - barelly noticeable &lt;br /&gt;C - comfortable &lt;br /&gt;D - damn good &lt;br /&gt;E - exremely big and &lt;br /&gt;F - Fake &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning French &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City - ce vou &lt;br /&gt;Drug - sha vou &lt;br /&gt;Good bye - va vou &lt;br /&gt;Bald - cal vou &lt;br /&gt;Caught in the act - navo cou &lt;br /&gt;Feathers - valahi vou &lt;br /&gt;Not clear - mala vou &lt;br /&gt;Cute - a cou &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalk &lt;br /&gt;Amo : 'Day, ang chalk na ito para mamatay ang ipis. &lt;br /&gt;Gamitin mo sa pader. &lt;br /&gt;Maid : Opo, ati. &lt;br /&gt;Next day ...... &lt;br /&gt;Nagulat ang amo, nakasulat sa pader... &lt;br /&gt;"Epes mamatay kayong lahat!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katapusan &lt;br /&gt;Lumindol ng malakas noon.... &lt;br /&gt;Nagkagulo and lahat at nag-panic. &lt;br /&gt;Sumigaw ang isang lalake.. &lt;br /&gt;"Katapusan na! Katapusan na!" &lt;br /&gt;Sumagot ang isa pang lalake.. &lt;br /&gt;"t*nga, a kinse pa lang."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-114368807278701259?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/114368807278701259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/114368807278701259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2006/03/tawa-ka-lang-dyan.html' title='Tawa ka lang dyan'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-114020258967835662</id><published>2006-02-17T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T10:56:29.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinoy Jokes</title><content type='html'>*********************************************************************** &lt;br /&gt;Prospective Employer to Applicant: " So why did you leave your previous job?" &lt;br /&gt;Applicant: " The company relocated and they did not tell me where!"   &lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________ &lt;br /&gt;Bisaya 1: " Gara ng kutsi, siguro kay Miyur iyan."! &lt;br /&gt;Bisaya 2: " Dili bay!" &lt;br /&gt;Bisaya 1: " Kay Hipi?" &lt;br /&gt;Bisaya 2: " Tuntu ka man. Kay FATHER iyan. Gisulat niya sa likud o, "'SAFARI'."   &lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________ &lt;br /&gt;Misis: " Sir, mananawagan po sana ako sa mister ko kasi dinala niya ang limang anak namin." &lt;br /&gt;Radio Host: " Ok, go ahead!" &lt;br /&gt;Misis: " Honey, ibalik mo na ang mga bata, isa lang naman ang sa iyo diyan!"   &lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________ &lt;br /&gt;Hello! Heto na naman ako. Gulu ng-gulo ulit ang isip ko. May nais lang sana akong itanong sa inyo. Alam ko matutulungan niyo ako Ang BIRDS FLU ba ay past tense ng BIRDS FLY?   &lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________ &lt;br /&gt;Nakasakay ka sa FX, ng ikaw ay mautot. Buti na lang malakas ang tugtog. Bawat pag-utot, sabay sa tugtog. Nang ikaw ay bumaba, ang sasama ng tingin nila sa iyo, bigla mong naalala...naka Walkman ka pala!   &lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________ &lt;br /&gt;WIFE: Himala! aga mong umuwi ngayon. &lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: Sunod ko lang utos ng boss ko. Sabi nya "GO TO HELL", kaya ito uwi agad ako.   &lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________ &lt;br /&gt;1st night lola wore see thru dress, lolo didn't react... &lt;br /&gt;2nd night lola wore t-back, lolo still deadma... &lt;br /&gt;3rd night lola all naked, lolo said "anu yan suot mo, gusot-gusot!!"   &lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________ &lt;br /&gt;AMO: sagutin mo ang telepon inday! &lt;br /&gt;INDAY: (baligtad ang hawak) hilo? hilo? &lt;br /&gt;AMO: baligtarin mo! &lt;br /&gt;INDAY: lohi? lohi? &lt;br /&gt;AMO: telepon ang baligtarin mo! &lt;br /&gt;INDAY: Puntili, puntili   &lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________ &lt;br /&gt;Juan: bday ng asawa ko &lt;br /&gt;Pedro: ano regalo mo? &lt;br /&gt;Juan: tinanong ko kung ano gusto niya. &lt;br /&gt;P: ano naman sinabi? &lt;br /&gt;J: Kahit ano basta may DIAMOND. &lt;br /&gt;P: ano binigay mo? &lt;br /&gt;J: Baraha. &lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________ &lt;br /&gt;Pedro: Galing ako sa doktor, nakabili na ko ng hearing aid. Grabe! ang linaw na ng pandinig ko! &lt;br /&gt;Juan: Talaga?! Magkano bili mo? &lt;br /&gt;Pedro: Kahapon lang     &lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________ &lt;br /&gt;Teacher: We are descendants of Adam and Eve! &lt;br /&gt;Student: That's not true! My dad sez we are descendants of an Ape! &lt;br /&gt;Teacher: We are not talking about your FAMILY!   &lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________ &lt;br /&gt;Wife: Lab, may taning na ang buhay ko. Huling gabi ko na to, let's make love. &lt;br /&gt;Husband: Heh! tumigil ka nga. maaga pa akong gigising bukas, buti ikaw hindi na. &lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________ &lt;br /&gt;KRIMINAL1: "Pare, sigurado ka bang dito dadaan yung papatayin natin?" &lt;br /&gt;KRIMINAL2: "Oo, nagtataka nga ako, 1 oras na tayo dito wala pa rin siya! &lt;br /&gt;Sana naman walang nangyaring masama sa kanya."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-114020258967835662?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/114020258967835662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/114020258967835662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2006/02/pinoy-jokes.html' title='Pinoy Jokes'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-114006172749529432</id><published>2006-02-15T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T19:48:47.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ISTORYA NG ISANG PUTA</title><content type='html'>Tingin ng mga bobong kapitbahay ko puta daw ako.&lt;br /&gt;Nagpapagamit, binabayaran. Sabi nila ako daw ang&lt;br /&gt;pinakamaganda at pinakasikat sa aming lugar noon. Ang&lt;br /&gt;bango-bango ko daw, sariwa at makinis. Di ko nga alam&lt;br /&gt;kung sumpa ito, dahil dito naletse ang kinabukasan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halika at makinig ka muna sa kwento ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam mo, maraming lumapit sa akin, nagkagusto, naakit.&lt;br /&gt;Sikat ka sa lahat, virgin eh! Tinanggap ko naman&lt;br /&gt;silang tao, bakit kaya nila ako ginago? Masakit&lt;br /&gt;alalahanin, iniisip ko na lang na kase di sila taga&lt;br /&gt;rito, siguro talagang ganoon. Tatlong malilibog na&lt;br /&gt;foreigners ang namyesta sa katawan ko, na-rape daw&lt;br /&gt;ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa tatlong beses akong nagahasa, ang pinakahuli ang di&lt;br /&gt;ko makakalimutan. Parang maski di ko ginusto ang mga&lt;br /&gt;nangyari, hinahanap-hanap ko siya. Tinulungan nya kasi&lt;br /&gt;akong makalimutan yung mga sadistang Hapon at&lt;br /&gt;Kastilaloy. Kase, ibang-iba ang hagod niya. Umiikot&lt;br /&gt;ang mundo ko sa tuwing ginagamit niya ako. Ibang klase&lt;br /&gt;siya mag-sorry, lalo pa at kinupkop niya ako at ang&lt;br /&gt;mga naging anak ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parating ang dami naming regalo - may chocolates,&lt;br /&gt;yosi, at ano kaï¿½ may datung pa! Nakakabaliw siya, alam&lt;br /&gt;kong ginagamit nya lang ako pero pagamit naman ako&lt;br /&gt;nang pagamit. Sa kanya namin natutunan mag-Ingles, di&lt;br /&gt;lang magsulat ha! Magbasa pa! Hanggang ngayon, sa&lt;br /&gt;tuwing mabigat ang problema ko, siya ang tinatakbuhan&lt;br /&gt;ko. 'Yun nga lang, lahat ng bagay may kapalit. Nung&lt;br /&gt;kinasama ko siya, guminhawa buhay namin. Sosyal na&lt;br /&gt;sosyal kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewan ko nga ba, akala ko napapamahal na ako sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;Akala ko tuloy-tuloy na kaligayahan namin, yun pala&lt;br /&gt;unti-unti niya akong pinapatay. P*** ng I**! Sa dami&lt;br /&gt;ng lason na sinaksak niya sa katawan ko, muntik na&lt;br /&gt;akong malaspag. Ang daming nagsabi na ang tanga tanga&lt;br /&gt;ko. Patalsikin ko na daw. Sa tulong ng mga anak ko,&lt;br /&gt;napalayas ko ang animal pero ang hirap magsimula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masyado na kaming nasanay sa sarap ng buhay na&lt;br /&gt;naranasan namin sa kanya. Lubog na lubog pa kami sa&lt;br /&gt;utang, kulang ata pati kaluluwa namin para ibayad sa&lt;br /&gt;mga inutang namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinikap naming lahat maging maganda ang buhay namin.&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, mga nasa Japan, Hong Kong, Saudi ang mga anak&lt;br /&gt;ko. Yung iba nag-US, Europe. Yung iba ayaw umalis sa&lt;br /&gt;akin. Halos lahat, wala naman silbi, masaya daw sa&lt;br /&gt;piling ko, maski amoy usok ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa dami ng mga anak ko na nagsisikap na tulungan ang&lt;br /&gt;kalagayan namin, siya din ang dami ng mga anak ko na&lt;br /&gt;namamantala sa kabuhayan at kayaman na itinatabi ko&lt;br /&gt;para sa punyetang kinabukasan naming lahat. Dumating&lt;br /&gt;ang panahon na di na kami halos makaahon sa hirap ng&lt;br /&gt;buhay. Napakahirap dahil nasanay na kami sa ginhawa at&lt;br /&gt;sarap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang di ko inaakala ay mismong mga anak ko, ang&lt;br /&gt;tuluyang sisira sa akin. Napakasakit tanggapin na&lt;br /&gt;malinlang. Akala ko ay makakakita ako ng magiging&lt;br /&gt;kasama sa buhay sa mga ahas na ipinakilala ng mga anak&lt;br /&gt;ko. Hindi pala. Ang tanga ko talaga. Binugaw ako ng&lt;br /&gt;sarili kong mga anak kapalit ng kwarta at&lt;br /&gt;pansamantalang ginhawa na nais nilang matamasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na akong nagawa dahil sa sobrang pagmamahal ko sa&lt;br /&gt;aking mga anak. Wala akong ibang yaman kundi ganda ko.&lt;br /&gt;Pinagamit ko na lang ng pinagamit ang sarili ko, basta&lt;br /&gt;maginhawa lang ang mga anak ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usap-usapan ako ng mga kapitbahay ko. May&lt;br /&gt;nanghihinayang, namumuhi at naaawa. Puta na kase ang&lt;br /&gt;isang magandang tulad ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam mo, gusto ko na sanang tumigil sa pagpuputa kaso&lt;br /&gt;ang laki talaga ng letseng utang ko eh. Palaki pa ng&lt;br /&gt;palaki. Kulang na kulang. Paano na lang ang mga anak&lt;br /&gt;ko naiwan sa aking punyetang puder? Baka di na ako&lt;br /&gt;balikan o bisitahin ng mga nag-abroad kong mga anak.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na importante kung laspagin man ang ganda ko,&lt;br /&gt;madama ko lang ang pagmamahal ng mga anak ko. Malaman&lt;br /&gt;nila na gagawin ko ang lahat para sa kanila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa tuwing titingin ako sa salamin, alam ko maganda pa&lt;br /&gt;rin ako. Meron pa din ang bilib sa akin. Napapag&lt;br /&gt;usapan pa din. Sa tuwing nakikita ko ang mukha ko sa&lt;br /&gt;salamin, nakikita ko ang mga anak ko. Tutulo na lang&lt;br /&gt;ang mga luha ko ng di ko namamalayan. Ang gagaling nga&lt;br /&gt;ng mga anak ko, namamayagpag kahit saan sila pumunta.&lt;br /&gt;Mahusay sa kahit anong gawin. Tama man o mali. Proud&lt;br /&gt;ako sa kanila. Kaso sila, kabaligtaran ang&lt;br /&gt;nararamdaman para sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa dami ng mga anak ko, iilan lang ang may malasakit&lt;br /&gt;sa akin. May malasakit man, nahihilaw. Ni di nga ako&lt;br /&gt;kinikilalang ina. Halos lahat sila galit sa isa't isa.&lt;br /&gt;Walang gusto magtulungan, naghihilahan pa. Ang dami ko&lt;br /&gt;ng pasakit na tiniis pero walang sasakit pa nung&lt;br /&gt;sarili kong mga anak ang nagbugaw sa akin. Kinapital&lt;br /&gt;ang laspag na ganda ko. Masyado silang nasanay sa&lt;br /&gt;sarap ng buhay. Minsan sa pagtingin ko sa salamin, ni&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko na nga kilala ang sarili ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dadating na naman ang pasko, sana maalala naman ako ng&lt;br /&gt;mga anak ko. Ilang buwan pa, magbabagong taon na.&lt;br /&gt;Natatakot ako sa taong darating. Ngayon pa lang usap&lt;br /&gt;usapan na ang susunod na pagbubugaw ng ilan sa mga&lt;br /&gt;anak ko. Sana may magtanggol naman sa akin, ipaglaban&lt;br /&gt;naman nila ako. Gusto kong isigaw: "INA NINYO AKO!&lt;br /&gt;MAHALIN NYO NAMAN AKO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat ha, pinakinggan mo ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay sorry, di ko pala nasabi pangalan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PILIPINAS nga pala pangalan ko!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-114006172749529432?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/114006172749529432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/114006172749529432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2006/02/istorya-ng-isang-puta.html' title='ISTORYA NG ISANG PUTA'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-114006150773295190</id><published>2006-02-15T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T19:45:07.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PREGNANT PINAY</title><content type='html'>A pregnant Pinay lady is involved in a car  accident in Toronto and  falls into a deep coma. Asleep for nearly six  months, when she wakes up she sees that she is no longer pregnant and  frantically asks the doctor about her baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor replies, "Ma'am, you had twins!  A boy and a girl. The babies are fine. Your brother from the  Philippines flew in and named them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman thinks to herself, "Oh no, not my  brother... he's an idiot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expecting the worst, she asks the doctor, "Well,  what's the girl's  name?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Denise," the doctor says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new mother  thinks, "Wow, that's  not a bad name, guess I was wrong about my  brother. I like Denise!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she asks the doctor, "What's the boy's  name?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor replies, "Denephew."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-114006150773295190?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/114006150773295190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/114006150773295190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2006/02/pregnant-pinay.html' title='THE PREGNANT PINAY'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-113935595842386109</id><published>2006-02-07T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T15:45:58.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>husband &amp; wife</title><content type='html'>Kasal… Padre: ikaw lalake ang haligi ng tahanan at ikaw naman babae ang ilaw ng tahanan. "Eh, padre ano ako." Sino ka ba? "biyenan" ikaw ang anay ng tahanan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolo bagong kasal sa sexy… Sexy: Ano honey kaya mo ba? Lolo: raises five fingers Sexy: lima? Kaya mo pa limang beses? Lolo: hindi, pili ka alin daliri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: hon, forgive me! naki pag sex ako kay mare for 500 pesos! Wife: ano! walanghiya ka! nagbayad ka pa! si pare nga libre lang sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: honey mag-impake ka na! nanalo ako sa lotto. Wife: wow! anong dadalhin ko? Husband: wala akong paki alam, basta lumayas ka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Good wyf wud say "kain na tayo mahal" A Better wyf wud say "kainin mo ako mahal" The Best wyf wud say "pakain ng sayo mahal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hus: hon malapit nako, mtgal k p b? Wyf:hintyin mo nako, malapit na rin ako. Hus:yan na lalabas naaaah. Wyf:walanghiya ka, bat sa labas k tumae? Hus:tagal mo kasi sa cr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman is astonished 2 be carried by her hubby who arrived from church, he was never sweet 2 her. Wife: Did the priest tell you 2 do this? Man: yes, told me 2 carry my cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple having sex: wife: nasasaktan ako ANSELMO ummh! husband: tang-ina! sinong ANSELMO ang tawag mo? wife: ulol! sabi ko ang cel mo nasa pwet ko,masakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misis: lolokohin ko mister ko. Magpapanggap akong "pick-up girl", (pagkita kay Mr.) Hi, pogi, available ako ngayon. Mister: Ayoko sa iyo kamukha mo misis ko".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa bundok ka nahulog cel mo at asawa mo, anong gagawin mo? magpakatotoo ka, sagipin mo cel mo at isigaw mo sa asawo mo text na lang kitaaaaaa'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best husbands: Panadero - masarap lumamutak. Hinente - magaling pumatong. Catcher - palaging pasok sa butas. Karpintero - mahusay sa pukpukan. Texter - gusto laging fingeran..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: I'm warning you, darating na mister ko within 1 hour. &lt;br /&gt;VISITOR: Wala naman akong ginagawang masama a!&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: Yon nga, kung may plano ka, dalian mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An angry husband returned home one night to find his wife in bed with a naked man.&lt;br /&gt;'Anong ginagawa niyo?!?' he shouted.&lt;br /&gt;To which his wife said to her lover 'Sabi ko sa yo tanga asawa ko eh'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR: Labs, bakit ka umiiyak?&lt;br /&gt;MRS: Nagseselos kasi ako sa bagong cellphone mo.&lt;br /&gt;MR: Bakit naman?&lt;br /&gt;MRS: Kasi may ibang libangan na ang daliri mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAGES OF MARRIAGE:&lt;br /&gt;Year 1: Man goes home, wife gives slippers and the dog barks.&lt;br /&gt;Year 2: Man goes home, dog gives slippers and wife barks.&lt;br /&gt;Year 3: At home, man and wife barks. SLIPPERS HIT DOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: Labs, kain na. I'm ready.&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: Busog pa ako eh.&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: Hindi food ibig kong sabihen. Yung aken.&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: Kaya nga, busog pa ko. Birthday ng secretary ko, Nagpakain siya kanina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does a man want to have a WIFE?&lt;br /&gt;W - washing&lt;br /&gt;I - ironing&lt;br /&gt;F - food&lt;br /&gt;E - entertainment&lt;br /&gt;FREE of CHARGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyf: Alam mo pagkatapos kong maglaba naalala kita. &lt;br /&gt;Husband: Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Wyf: Pagkapos kong mamalantsa, naalala kita. Pagkatapos kong magluto, naalala pa rin kita. Hudas ka! Dapat, ikaw ang gumagawa nito!! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;mrs nananawagan sa radyo, tinangay ng asawa nya ung 5 anak:&lt;br /&gt;MRS: Pedro, balik mo na mga bata, 2 lang sayo jan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-113935595842386109?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/113935595842386109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/113935595842386109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2006/02/husband-wife.html' title='husband &amp; wife'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-113935532847053638</id><published>2006-02-07T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T15:35:28.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Married to G.I.</title><content type='html'>Nag-asawa ng Kano itong si Maria na hindi marunong mag-english, sa &lt;br /&gt;madaling salita, isinama na sya ang asawa nyang kano dito sa USA. &lt;br /&gt;Itinuro ng asawa nya kung saan ang pinaka-malapit na Grocery kung &lt;br /&gt;saan sya mamimili. Isang araw, nag-kasakit ang asawa nyang kano. So &lt;br /&gt;mag-isa syang pumunta ng Grocery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day:&lt;br /&gt;Maria: (Bibili ng Chicken legs e hindi nga marunong mag-enlgish so &lt;br /&gt;itinuro yung chicken sabay inilabas ang legs nya )&lt;br /&gt;Tindero: Oh, chicken legs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day:&lt;br /&gt;Maria: ( Bibili ng chicken breast e hindi nga marunong mag-english &lt;br /&gt;so itinuro ulit yung chicken sabay labas ng breast nya )&lt;br /&gt;Tindero: Oh, chicken breast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day:&lt;br /&gt;Maria: ( Bibili ng Pork Butt pero hind nga marunong mag-english so &lt;br /&gt;itinuro ang Pork sabay labas ng puwet nya )&lt;br /&gt;Tindero: Oh, pork butt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th day:&lt;br /&gt;Maria: ( Bibili ng longganisa e hindi nga marunong mag-english at &lt;br /&gt;wala syang ipapakitang sample so umuwi sya at pagbalik isinama ang &lt;br /&gt;asawa nyang kano )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooppppssss, ano nasa isip nyo.... Hello!! Kano po ang asawa nya at &lt;br /&gt;marunong mag-english, bwahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-113935532847053638?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/113935532847053638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/113935532847053638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2006/02/married-to-gi.html' title='Married to G.I.'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-113935406408227168</id><published>2006-02-07T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T15:14:24.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan taga Bicol</title><content type='html'>This is really funny! Be sure to pass it on to friends whose&lt;br /&gt;U.S. immigration status is suspect...... Below is the story and experience&lt;br /&gt;of "Dan the Bicol Man" when he went to the United States... Dan the Bicol&lt;br /&gt;Man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Dan, taga Bicol: Dumating si Dan sa Amerika sa tulong ng kanyang&lt;br /&gt;Kumpare na may kontak sa immigration sa Pilipinas. Medyo tagilid ang papeles&lt;br /&gt;niya kaya masyado siyang maingat (TNT baga). Ayaw man lang lumabas ng bahay&lt;br /&gt;si Dan kung hindi kasama ang kanyang kumpare. E minsan, nagsawa na ang&lt;br /&gt;kanyang kumpare sa kaaalalay sa kanya. "Pareng Dan," sabi ng kumpareng&lt;br /&gt;tinatago ang inis, "Heto ang susi ng kotse at mga credit cards ko.&lt;br /&gt;Magshopping ka naman sa Mall para malibang ka." "Kung may problema ka,&lt;br /&gt;tawagan mo ako sa telepono. Papasok na ako sa opisina." Dahil siguro sa hiya&lt;br /&gt;ni Dan, kahit nerbiyos na nerbiyos siya, sinubukan niyang lumabas.&lt;br /&gt;Tuwang-tuwa si Dan sa pamamasyal sa mall. Nakapili siya ng mga damit na&lt;br /&gt;gusto niya. Ngunit pagdating sa cashier,biglang nataranta at natakot si Dan.&lt;br /&gt;Tanong ng cashier, "Visa or Master Card?" Haripas si Dan palabas dahit sa&lt;br /&gt;takot! "Aba, hinahanap ang visa ko!? Baka nabisto na ako! Syet!" Sakay&lt;br /&gt;kaagad siya sa kanyang kotse. Harurot. Kaso, halos wala ng gas ang sasakyan&lt;br /&gt;kaya huminto siya sa isang gas station. Nang maglalagay na siya ng gas,&lt;br /&gt;biglang nagsalita ang cashier sa speaker, "Sir, pay first, please." "Naku,&lt;br /&gt;patay! Papers daw! Hinahanap ang papers ko!" Nagtatakbo si Dan sa mga&lt;br /&gt;eski-eskinita hanggang makakita siya ng pay phone. Patago-tago siyang&lt;br /&gt;lumapit sa payphone. "(Hingal) Kailangang matawagan ... ko si kumpare...para&lt;br /&gt;masundo niya ako rito (hingal)." Pagtaas niya ng handle ng telepono, narinig&lt;br /&gt;niya, "AT&amp;T how can I help you?" Aba, anak ng putakteh, alam na TNT ako!&lt;br /&gt;Buking na ako!" Pagbaba niya ng telepono, may Amerikanong nakatayo sa likod&lt;br /&gt;niya, tanong ba naman, "Are you done?" Napahandusay si Dan sa phone booth.&lt;br /&gt;Biglang bulalas, "Buray kan ina!, alam pa ang pangalan ko!" Nagulat ang&lt;br /&gt;tisoy, "Hey, be cool, man!" "Naku! Alam pa kung taga saan ako!" "Is that&lt;br /&gt;your green car parked in the red zone?" Hihimatayin na si Dan! "Hinahanapan&lt;br /&gt;pa ako ng green card"!!!!! Kaya sa matinding takot, nagpahuli na lang si&lt;br /&gt;Dan. Ngayon si Dan ay nasa Bicol na muli at binansagan na "Dan Balikbayan."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-113935406408227168?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/113935406408227168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/113935406408227168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2006/02/dan-taga-bicol.html' title='Dan taga Bicol'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-111849609950828194</id><published>2005-06-08T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T06:21:39.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Filipinisms 101</title><content type='html'>These are the words that are so unique and loaded in &lt;br /&gt;meaning that they will never find a direct translation &lt;br /&gt;in the English language. Forget traditional &lt;br /&gt;dictionaries.  keep this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Achuchu (A-chu-chu). This refers to the pointless &lt;br /&gt;insincerities being &lt;br /&gt;said during long, involved conversations about nothing &lt;br /&gt;at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ano (A-noh) The all-around, all-purpose word for &lt;br /&gt;everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Pronoun in interrogation: Ano? (What) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) Noun: Where is your ano? (Where is your &lt;br /&gt;father/mother/dead-uncle's-second-cousin) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) Verb: Anuhin this. (Paint/kill/maim/castrate &lt;br /&gt;this.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) Adjective: This is so ano. (This is so &lt;br /&gt;pretty/big/astounding.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) Interjection: Ano! (What the hell!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6) Substitute for genitalia: Did you ano your ano? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The use of ano is quite dangerous for the untrained &lt;br /&gt;ear, and must be put &lt;br /&gt;into the proper setting. "Honey, the ano is too long, &lt;br /&gt;we have to cut it," &lt;br /&gt;must be accompanied by the proper understanding of the &lt;br /&gt;context, as results &lt;br /&gt;may be critical to a couple's future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Booba (boo-bah). A female blessed with larger than &lt;br /&gt;usual mammary glands, &lt;br /&gt;which can be used as weapons of mass destruction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Checheboreche (Che-che-boh-re-che) Same as achuchu. &lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to &lt;br /&gt;ponder on the reason why there are so many words in &lt;br /&gt;the Filipino language &lt;br /&gt;that beautifully describe meaningless chatter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Epal (Eh-pal). An individual who believes he is &lt;br /&gt;God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Gigil (gee-gil). An uncontrollable desire to bite &lt;br /&gt;something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Hipon (Hee-pon). Literally "shrimp," whose body is &lt;br /&gt;eaten while its head &lt;br /&gt;is thrown away, this refers to a female whose body is &lt;br /&gt;to die for and whose &lt;br /&gt;face looks like it belongs to the dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Kikay (kee-kay). Refers to individuals who carry a &lt;br /&gt;brush, hand wash, &lt;br /&gt;moisturizer, lip-gloss and various other facial &lt;br /&gt;enhancements in a case &lt;br /&gt;(aptly called a kikay kit) inside her bag. Recent &lt;br /&gt;inspections of various &lt;br /&gt;backpacks have led to the conclusion it is not a &lt;br /&gt;purely female trait. This &lt;br /&gt;breed cannot resist checking themselves out on &lt;br /&gt;mirrors, glass windows, &lt;br /&gt;bread &lt;br /&gt;knives, sidewalk puddles and plastic-covered &lt;br /&gt;notebooks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Kaekekan (Ka-ek-e-kahn) Same as achuchu and &lt;br /&gt;chechebureche. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Kilig (keel-leg). A rush of excitement due to the &lt;br /&gt;actions, presence or &lt;br /&gt;even mention of he whom you see as the future father &lt;br /&gt;of your children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Laglag-brip (lag-lag-brip). The female counterpart &lt;br /&gt;of laglag-panti &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Laglag-panti (lag-lag-pan-tee). A man so &lt;br /&gt;incredibly hot, so &lt;br /&gt;heart-stoppingly gorgeous and oozing with masculinity &lt;br /&gt;that female underwear &lt;br /&gt;(whether worn by males or females) falls to the ground &lt;br /&gt;without effort &lt;br /&gt;whatsoever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Indyanero (In-jan-neh-ro). An individual who fails &lt;br /&gt;to appear at an &lt;br /&gt;appointment without prior warning. Not to be confused &lt;br /&gt;with individuals who &lt;br /&gt;appear according to Filipino time (approximately 10 &lt;br /&gt;minutes before the &lt;br /&gt;meeting is to end) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Japorms (Jah-porms). Describes an individual &lt;br /&gt;dressed differently from &lt;br /&gt;the usual (typically involves clothes that have been &lt;br /&gt;laundered and pant &lt;br /&gt;legs &lt;br /&gt;of roughly the same length). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Lagot (Lah-got) A prophesy of evil things to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Para (Pah-rah). A term that informs the driver of &lt;br /&gt;a jeep to stop and &lt;br /&gt;pause (usually in the middle of the road) as the &lt;br /&gt;individual speaking &lt;br /&gt;intends &lt;br /&gt;to leave the vehicle. Dangerous for individuals as &lt;br /&gt;drivers seem to believe &lt;br /&gt;having one foot in the air is all that is necessary &lt;br /&gt;for descent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Takusa (Ta-kuh-sa). Derived from takot sa asawa &lt;br /&gt;(afraid of wife), this &lt;br /&gt;is a term used to describe the silent (very silent) &lt;br /&gt;minority of males &lt;br /&gt;married to feminine reincarnations of Hitler. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Torpe (tore-peh). A gentleman who is desperately &lt;br /&gt;attracted to a female &lt;br /&gt;yet by some strange compulsion is reduced to a frozen &lt;br /&gt;mound of stuttering &lt;br /&gt;male whenever that female is near. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with this list and a smile, you will be sure to &lt;br /&gt;make the proper &lt;br /&gt;impression not just on your new relations, but on your &lt;br /&gt;loved one as well. &lt;br /&gt;Now let's practice: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honey, when I first saw you, I made laglag brip, and &lt;br /&gt;was almost torpe. &lt;br /&gt;When I finally got the nerve to date you, I almost &lt;br /&gt;became indyanero, because I &lt;br /&gt;didn't think I had the right japorms. When you're &lt;br /&gt;around, I'm kilig, when &lt;br /&gt;you're not, I get gigil. You may think all this is &lt;br /&gt;achuchu, kaekekan, just &lt;br /&gt;chechecoreche, but in truth, my love, I'm so ano with &lt;br /&gt;you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-111849609950828194?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111849609950828194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111849609950828194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/06/filipinisms-101.html' title='Filipinisms 101'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-111637421149956704</id><published>2005-05-17T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T16:56:51.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nung ikaw ay bata ba......</title><content type='html'>Nung ikaw ay bata... nagawa mo ba to?--&lt;br /&gt;*kumakain ka ba ng aratilis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nagpipitpit ng gumamela para gawing soapy bubbles na hihipan mo sa binilog na tanggkay ng walis tingting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pinipilit ka ba matulog ng nanay mo pag hapon at di ka papayagan maglaro pag di ka natulog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*marunong ka magpatintero, saksak puso, langit-lupa, teleber-teleber, luksong tinik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*malupit ka pag meron kang atari, family computer or nes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo ang silbi ng up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, a, b, a, b, start? - hehehe 30 lives sa Contra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*may mga damit ka na U.S.E.D., Boy London, Cross Colors, Esprit, Blowing Bubbles at pag nakakakita ka ng Bench na damit eh naalala mo si Richard Gomez?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*addict ka sa rainbow brite, carebears, my little pony, thundercats, bioman, voltes v, mazinger z, daimos, he-man at marami pang cartoons na hindi pa translated sa tagalog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nanonood ka ng shaider kasi nabobosohan mo si annie at type na type mo ang puting panty nya? - mismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*marunong ka mag wordstar at nakahawak ka na talaga ng 5.25 na floppy disk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inaabangan mo lagi ang batibot at akala mo magkakatuluyan si kuya bodgie at ate sienna... nung high school ka inaabangan mo lagi beverly&lt;br /&gt;hills 90210?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gumagamit ka ng AQUANET para pataasin ang bangs mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*meron kang blouse na may padding kung babae ka at&lt;br /&gt;meron kang sapatos na mighty kid kung lalake ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nangongolekta ka ng paper stationaries at mahilig ka magpapirma sa slumbook mo para lang malaman mo kung sino ang crush ng type mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kilala mo si manang bola at ang sitsiritsit girls?e si luning-ning at luging-ging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo ibig sabihin ng time space warp at di mo makakalimutan ang time space warp chant? - ngayun din!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*idol mo si McGyver at nanonood kang perfect strangers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eto malupet... six digits! lang ba ang phone number nyo dati?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nakakatawag ka pa sa pay phone ng 3 bentesingko lang ang dala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cute pa si aiza seguerra sa eat bulaga at alam mo ang song na "eh kasi bata"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inabutan mo ba na ang Magnolia Chocolait eh nasa glass bottle pa na ginagawang lalagyan ng tubig ng nanay mo sa ref?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*meron kang pencil case na maraming compartments na pinagyayabang mo sa mga kaklase mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*noon mo pa hinahanap kung saan ang Goya Fun Factory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo lyrics ng "tinapang bangus" at  "alagang-alaga namin si puti"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo ang kantang "gloria labandera"..  lumusong  sha sa tubig ang paa ay nabasa at ang "1, 2, 3, asawa ni marie"... hehehehehe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sosyal ka pag may play-doh ka at Lego... at nag-iipon ka ng G.I. Joe action figures at iba pa ang mukha ni barbie noon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inabutan mo pa yung singkong korteng bulaklak at yung diyes na square?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lumaki kang bobo dahil ang akala mo nangangagat talaga ang alimango sa kantang tong-tong-tong... diba naninipit yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo yung kwento ng pari na binigyan ng pera yung batang umakyat ng puno para bumili ng panty... and shempre, alam mo rin ba kung ano binigay nya sa nanay nung umakyat ng puno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*meron kang kabisadong kanta ni andrew e na alam mo hanggang ngayon.. aminin? - Binibirocha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laging lampin ang sinasapin sa likod mo pag pinapawisan ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bumibili ka ng tarzan, texas at bazooka bubble gum... tira-tira, at yung kending bilog na sinawsaw sa asukal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kinukupit mo pa at nanonood ka ng mga porno tapes ng tatay mo na nasa BETAMAX format pa... at sanay ka tawagin ang porni as BOLD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*takot ka dumating ang year 2000 dahil sabi nla magugunaw daw ang mundo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUNG ALAM MO LAHAT DITO LAGPAS KA NA NG 25 YEARS OLD... KAPAG HALOS LAHAT ALAM MO, NASA 23-25 KA...  tigil na edad natin dito ah... WAG KA NA MAG DENY.. TUMAWA KA NA&lt;br /&gt;LANG... DIBA .75CENTAVOS PA LANG PAMASAHE SA JEEP NUN AT MAS MASARAP ANG MELLOW YELLOW KESA MOUNTAIN DEW? HAHAHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-111637421149956704?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111637421149956704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111637421149956704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/05/nung-ikaw-ay-bata-ba.html' title='Nung ikaw ay bata ba......'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-111636891412857358</id><published>2005-05-17T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T15:28:34.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOKE TIME !!!!</title><content type='html'>WIFE:  Himala! aga mong umuwi ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: Sinunod ko lang utos ng boss  ko.  Sabi nya  "GO  TO HELL", kaya ito&lt;br /&gt;uwi  agad ako..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lasing (takot): may multo sa banyo  natin!&lt;br /&gt;Wife: ha? Bkit?&lt;br /&gt;Lasing: kasi bumubukas yung ilaw pag  papasok ako ng banyo eh.&lt;br /&gt;Wife: punyeta ka! ikaw pala umiihi sa  ref! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1st night  lola wear see thru dress, lolo didn't react...&lt;br /&gt;2nd night lola wear  t-back, lolo still deadma...&lt;br /&gt;3rd nyt lola all naked, lolo said "anu yan  suot mo, gusot-gusot!!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;DAD: anak, bili mo ko  softdrinx&lt;br /&gt;ANAK: Coke or pepsi?&lt;br /&gt;D: Coke&lt;br /&gt;A: Diet or  regular?&lt;br /&gt;D: regular&lt;br /&gt;A: bote o  can?&lt;br /&gt;D: bote&lt;br /&gt;A: 8 oz o litro?&lt;br /&gt;D: Punyeta!! tubig na  lang!&lt;br /&gt;A: viva o wilkins?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;AMO: sagutin mo ang telepon inday!&lt;br /&gt;INDAY: (baligtad ang hawak) hilo?  hilo?&lt;br /&gt;AMO: baligtarin mo!&lt;br /&gt;INDAY: lohi? lohi?&lt;br /&gt;AMO: telepon ang baligtarin  mo!&lt;br /&gt;INDAY: Puntili, puntili&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Juan: bday ng asawa  ko&lt;br /&gt;Pedro: ano regalo mo?&lt;br /&gt;Juan: tinanong ko kung ano gusto  niya.&lt;br /&gt;P: ano naman sinabi?&lt;br /&gt;J: Kahit ano  basta may  DIAMOND.&lt;br /&gt;P: ano binigay  mo?&lt;br /&gt;J: Baraha.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pedro: Galing ako sa doktor, nakabili nko ng hearing aid. Grabe! ang  linaw&lt;br /&gt;na ng pandinig ko!&lt;br /&gt;Juan: Talaga?! Magkano bili  mo?&lt;br /&gt;Pedro: Kahapon lang &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Teacher: We are descendants of Adam and Eve!&lt;br /&gt;Student: That's not  true! My dad sez we are descendants of an Ape!&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: We are not  talking  about you FAMILY!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;RUSSIAN: we're 1st in space&lt;br /&gt;USA: we're 1st in the  moon&lt;br /&gt;ERAP: we'll be the 1st in the sun&lt;br /&gt;USA: u can't go der, ul  burn&lt;br /&gt;ERAP: we're not stupid, we'll go der at NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;KRIMINAL1: "Pare, sigurado ka bang dito dadaan  yung papatayin natin?"&lt;br /&gt;KRIMINAL2: "Oo, nagtataka nga  ako, 1 oras na  tayo dito wala parin siya!&lt;br /&gt;Sana naman wlang nangyaring masama sa  kanya."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-111636891412857358?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111636891412857358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111636891412857358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/05/joke-time.html' title='JOKE TIME !!!!'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-111636909843106500</id><published>2005-05-17T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T15:31:38.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex scandals ...tabi-tabi po</title><content type='html'>For matured minds...just for fun!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tatlong nagyayabangan na daga ...&lt;br /&gt;Daga 1: kakain ako ng keso na may rat-killer!&lt;br /&gt;Daga 2: ha!!! kakain ako ng keso sa mouse trap!!!&lt;br /&gt;Daga 3: tsk! tsk! tsk! manood kayo!!!! manrereyp ako ng pusa!!!&lt;br /&gt;========================================&lt;br /&gt;Dalawang cra ulo....&lt;br /&gt;SIRAULO 1: Magaling ka na ba?&lt;br /&gt;SIRAULO 2: Oo namn!!!&lt;br /&gt;SIRAULO 1: Talaga?...kaya mo bng 2mawid sa ilaw ng flashlight ko?&lt;br /&gt;SIRAULO 2: Ano ko cra? e pano kung patayin mo flashlyt mo?...e d Nalaglag&lt;br /&gt;pa ko!!!&lt;br /&gt;===========================================&lt;br /&gt;SON: dady...baket umuungol c mommy kagabi? my sakit ba cya?&lt;br /&gt;DAD: wala anak... happy lng cya.&lt;br /&gt;SON: ibig sabihin, gabi-gabi cyang hapi kahit nung nasa states ka pa?&lt;br /&gt;============================================&lt;br /&gt;YEAR 2005....&lt;br /&gt;Prosti 1: sa sobrang hirap ng panahon ngaun,kahit 200 payag na ko.&lt;br /&gt;Prosti 2: ako kahit 100..payag na!&lt;br /&gt;Prosti 3: ako nga blowjob for free! may makain lng!!!&lt;br /&gt;===========================================&lt;br /&gt;isang gabi...&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: di ako makatulog dahil sa lamok. mag-SEX muna tayo!&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: anong akala mo sa TITI ko?....katol!!!! matulog ka na!!!!&lt;br /&gt;===========================================&lt;br /&gt;a man was cornered by a lion. he prayed..."Lord, pls make dis lion a&lt;br /&gt;christian".&lt;br /&gt;d lion suddenly knelt down and prayed....&lt;br /&gt;LION: "bless this food that i'm about to receive thru Christ our LORD,&lt;br /&gt;amen."&lt;br /&gt;==============================================&lt;br /&gt;After having sex, panay pa rin ang hawak ng girl sa organ ng lalaki....&lt;br /&gt;BF: Gusto mo pa ulit?&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: hindi..namimiss ko lng.......meron kc ako nito dati e....&lt;br /&gt;===========================================&lt;br /&gt;MRS: bilis dad! nahulog cel ko sa panty ko!!!! ..nagba-vibrate!!!&lt;br /&gt;MR: e anong gagawin ko? kukunin ko sa panty mo?&lt;br /&gt;MRS: gago!!!! kunin mo ung charger at baka malowbat!!!!&lt;br /&gt;========================================&lt;br /&gt;Anak: nay!!! my mens na ko!&lt;br /&gt;Nay: ano kulay...aber?&lt;br /&gt;Anak: dark brown nay!&lt;br /&gt;Nay: lintik na bata to!!!! LBM yan!!! hala..maghugas ka na ng pwet!&lt;br /&gt;ambisyosong BAKLA to!!!&lt;br /&gt;==========================================&lt;br /&gt;Convict: father...4give me 4 i have sinned...&lt;br /&gt;Pari: sabihin mo lahat ng kasalanan mo anak.&lt;br /&gt;Convict: father, pinatay ko lahat ng naniniwala sa diyos.kau ba naniniwala&lt;br /&gt;sa kanya?&lt;br /&gt;Pari: CNO UN?&lt;br /&gt;========================================&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: Hide and seek tayo. if u find me, papayag akong makipag-sex sayo...&lt;br /&gt;BOY: e kung di kita makita?&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: nasa likod lng ako ng piano...&lt;br /&gt;=============================================&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: ang puti naman ng bird mo...&lt;br /&gt;BOY: aba syempre ah!!! likas papaya ata gamit ko jan!!!&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: ginagamitan mo rin ba ng downy?&lt;br /&gt;BOY: baket? bango ba?&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: lambot e!!!&lt;br /&gt;===================================&lt;br /&gt;BINATA: mis, pede bang manligaw sayo?&lt;br /&gt;DALAGA: at bakit?! may CRV ka ba? BMW? PAJERO? EXPEDITION?&lt;br /&gt;BINATA: bakit?! ano ba yang PEKPEK mo!!!? PARKING LOT?!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-111636909843106500?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111636909843106500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111636909843106500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/05/sex-scandals-tabi-tabi-po.html' title='Sex scandals ...tabi-tabi po'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-111626442306600129</id><published>2005-05-04T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T10:27:03.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tawa na diyan</title><content type='html'>NAKATIPID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takbong pumasok ng bahay si Mario.&lt;br /&gt;Pagud na pagod, pero masayang-masaya.&lt;br /&gt;Nagmamayabang pa sa ina.&lt;br /&gt;"Nanay! Nanay! Nakatipid ako ng uno singkwenta."&lt;br /&gt;"Nakatipid? Paano?" tanong ng nanay.&lt;br /&gt;"Aba'y 'di ako sumakay ng dyip.&lt;br /&gt;Sumabay lang ako ng takbo.&lt;br /&gt;Kaya't nakatipid ako ng one-fifty!"&lt;br /&gt;"Bobo ka pala, eh. Kung taxi ang sinabayan mo,&lt;br /&gt;'Di mas malaki ang natipid mo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agaw-Buhay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakaupo sa tabi ng kanyang asawang agaw-buhay si Juan.&lt;br /&gt;Hawak hawak niya ang kamay nito at nararamdaman ni Juan&lt;br /&gt;na hindi na magtatagal at babawian na ng buhay ang kanyang asawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Juan, bago ako mamatay, mayroon akong gustong ipagtapat&lt;br /&gt;sa iyo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mahal, huwag ka ng magsalita at makakasama pa sa iyo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pero Juan, kailangan talagang malaman mo na........"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sssshhhh, kung ano man iyon ay hindi na mahalaga, ang importante ay &lt;br /&gt;nasa tabi mo ako sa huling sandali mo rito sa mundo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Juan, nais kong ipagtapat sa iyo na pinag-taksilan kita&lt;br /&gt;sana ay patawarin mo ako."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alam ko iyon, kaya nga kita NILASON."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelines through the years&lt;br /&gt;1950s -- Iniirog kita.&lt;br /&gt;1960s -- Iniibig kita.&lt;br /&gt;1970s -- Minamahal kita.&lt;br /&gt;1980s -- I love you.&lt;br /&gt;1990s -- Tara sa kwarto.&lt;br /&gt;2000s -- Pwede na rito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL'S PRAYER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dasal naman ng mga babae:&lt;br /&gt;Sa edad na 20 - "Lord, I want the best man."&lt;br /&gt;Sa edad na 25 - "Lord, I want a good man."&lt;br /&gt;Sa edad na 30 - "Lord, I want any man."&lt;br /&gt;Sa edad na 40 - "Lord, please naman..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Old Navy (U.S. Navy), a steward is serving&lt;br /&gt;coffee to Officers in the wardroom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Sir?&lt;br /&gt;Sanka . . . .&lt;br /&gt;Tuguigarao Sir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINAMPAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife sinampal ang asawa.&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Sino si Jasmine sa panaginip mo?&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Yung kabayong bet ko sa karera!&lt;br /&gt;NEXT DAY...sinampal ulit.&lt;br /&gt;Husband: baket?&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Tumawag ang kabayo mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGANDA&lt;br /&gt;Mare 1: Naku mare, ang gaganda ng mga anak mo!&lt;br /&gt;Mare 2: Talaga, mare! Hay naku kung asawa ko lang ang inasahan ko&lt;br /&gt;hindi sana mangyayari yan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MULAN&lt;br /&gt;Know the movie "MULAN?"&lt;br /&gt;Part four na yon!&lt;br /&gt;First episode nun "Mulog," then "Midlat," Tapos "Mambon,"&lt;br /&gt;saka palang....&lt;br /&gt;"Mulan" Coming soon na ang "Magyo,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next ang "Maha," finally "Maraw".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADIK SA SABONG&lt;br /&gt;ISANG ARAW SI PEDRO WALANG PAMBAYAD SA ENTRANCE SA SABUNGAN. KAYA &lt;br /&gt;UMISIP SIYA NG PARAAN PARA MAKAPASOK SA SABUNGAN. KASI SA TUPADA O &lt;br /&gt;PINTAKASI KUNG MAY DALA KANG MANOK LIBRE ANG PASOK. KAYA ANG GINAWA NI &lt;br /&gt;PEDRO HUMULI SIYA NG SISIW, SIYA ANG DINALA SA&lt;br /&gt;SABUNGAN.&lt;br /&gt;PAGDATING SA ENTRANCE SINITA SIYA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUWARDIYA: BOSS KUNG WALA KAYONG DALANG PANSABONG NA MANOK KAILANGANG &lt;br /&gt;MAGBAYAD HO KAYO NG ENTRANCE.&lt;br /&gt;PEDRO: ABA EH! MAY DALA NAMAN AKONG MANOK HA!&lt;br /&gt;GUWARDIYA: EH!BOSS SISIW PA LANG ANG DALA NINYONG MANOK.&lt;br /&gt;PEDRO: EH! BOSS YONG TATAY MAY LABAN, MANONOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NABANGGA ANG KOTSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang Umaga sa Kalye, meron kotseng umaatras:&lt;br /&gt;Driver: "Pare pakitingnan kung mababanga ako"&lt;br /&gt;Taga-Sigaw: "Sige po ser!"&lt;br /&gt;at ilang sandali na lang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taga-Sigaw : "KASYA! KASYA! KAAASSSYAAAA!"&lt;br /&gt;... at bigla na lang bumanga yung kotse *blaagag*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver : "Nakupo keplos nabanga!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taga-Sigaw :"ANO KA BA NAMAN SABI NG ME PUNO NG KASYA EH!!! TRAS KA NG &lt;br /&gt;TRAS!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-111626442306600129?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111626442306600129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111626442306600129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/05/tawa-na-diyan.html' title='Tawa na diyan'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-111636968107999965</id><published>2005-04-21T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T15:41:21.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAGSITAWA MUNA TAYO</title><content type='html'>Host: What "N" (narra) is the national tree of the Philippines? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Niyog? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Mas matigas pa diyan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: (in a strong-sounding voice) NIYOG!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Saan "B" (Bagumbayan) binaril si Jose Rizal? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Sa back? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: O sige, puwede rin na ang simula ay letter "L" (Luneta). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Likod? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi pa rin. Para mas madali, "R.P." ang initials ng modern &lt;br /&gt;name nito (Rizal Park). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Rear Part? (Susme! Likod pa rin yun!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Saan "B" (beach) tayo madalas pumunta pag summer upang maligo? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Banyo? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi, pag pumunta ka doon, maaarawan ka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Bubong? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi, marami kang makikita duong mga babaeng naka-bikini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Beerhouse! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Anong "L" (Lifeguard) ang tawag sa tao na sumasagip sa iyo pag &lt;br /&gt;ikaw ay nalulunod? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Lifebuoy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi, pero kahawig nga ng pangalan ng sabon ang pangalan ng &lt;br /&gt;ito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant : Safeguard? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi, pagsamahin mo yung dalawang sagot mo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant : Safe Buoy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi siya "boy" at matipuno nga ang kaniyang katawan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Ah, Mr. Clean! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Anong "S" (Salbabida) ang ginagamit na flotation device sa dagat &lt;br /&gt;Upang hindi ka malunod? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Sirena? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi! Hindi ito babae. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Syokoy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi ito lalake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Siyoke? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: What "S" (Sampaguita) is the national flower of the Philippines? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Sunflower? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi. Binebenta ito sa kalye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Stork? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi. Bulaklak sabi eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Sitsarong bulaklak? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi pa rin. It ends with a letter "A". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Sitsarong bulaklak na may suka? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Oh, para madali, uulitin ko ang clues at dadagdagan ko pa! Anong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pangalan ng bulaklak na nagsisimula sa "S", nagtatapos sa letrang "A", &lt;br /&gt;at kapangalan ng isang sikat na singer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Si...Sharon Cuneta! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Sino ang kauna-unahang Chess Grandmaster(Eugene Torre) of Asia? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Carole KING? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi, mas mababa sa king. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Al QUINN? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi, tagalog ang apelyido niya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Armida Siguion-REYNA? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi pa rin. Mas mababa sa reyna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: BISHOP Bacani? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Mas mababa sa bishop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Johnny MidNIGHT? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Mas mababa sa Knight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Jerry PONS? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Oh, ayan na, nabanggit mo na lahat ng piyesa sa Chess. Yung &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahuli-hulihang piyesa na lang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Sylvia laTORRE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At siyempre, ang paborito ng lahat . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Sino ang national hero na naka-picture sa 500 Peso bill? (o sino &lt;br /&gt;itong national hero na napatay sa tarmac?) Clue: may initials na N.A. &lt;br /&gt;(Ninoy &lt;br /&gt;Aquino) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Nora Aunor? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi. Ang pangalan niya ay nage-end sa "Y". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Guy Aunor? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi. Patay na siya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: ANO??!! PATAY NA SI ATE GUY!???!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-111636968107999965?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111636968107999965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111636968107999965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/04/magsitawa-muna-tayo.html' title='MAGSITAWA MUNA TAYO'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-111636936287830539</id><published>2005-04-21T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T15:36:02.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mga Turo ni Tatay at Nanay</title><content type='html'>Tandang Tanda Namin Ni Kuya Ang Saya At Lumbay Sa Poder Nila Inay At &lt;br /&gt;Itay... Lalo Na Ang Mga Magagandang Lessons Na Natutunan Namin Sa &lt;br /&gt;Kanila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Inay, tinuruan niya ako ng HOW TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE. &lt;br /&gt;"Kung kayong dalawa ay magpapatayan, doon kayo sa labas. Mga punyeta &lt;br /&gt;kayo, kalilinis ko lang ng bahay." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natuto ako ng RELIGION kay Itay. &lt;br /&gt;"Kapag yang mantsa di natanggal sa carpet, magdasal ka na!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Itay, tinuruan niya kami ni Kuya kung anong ibig sabihin ng TIME &lt;br /&gt;TRAVEL.&lt;br /&gt;"Kung di kayo tumigil ng pagngangawa diyan, tatadyakan ko kayo ng &lt;br /&gt;todo hanggang umabot kayo sa isang linggo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay Inay ako natuto ng LOGIC. &lt;br /&gt;"Kaya ganyan, dahil sinabi ko." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay Inay din ako natuto ng MORE LOGIC. &lt;br /&gt;"Kapag ikaw ay nalaglag diyan sa bubong, ako lang mag-isa ang &lt;br /&gt;manonood ng sine." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Inay naman ang nagturo sa akin kung ano ang ibig sahibin ng IRONY. "Sige ngumalngal ka, kung di bibigyan talaga kita ng iiyakan mo!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Inay ang nagpaliwanag sa akin kung ano ang CONTORTIONISM. &lt;br /&gt;"Tignan mo nga yan dumi sa likod ng leeg mo, tignan mo?!?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Itay ang nagpaliwanag sa akin kung anong ibig sabihin ng STAMINA. &lt;br /&gt;"Wag kang tatayo diyan hangga't di mo natatapos kainin lahat yan &lt;br /&gt;gulay mo!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At si Inay ang nagturo sa amin kung anong ibig sabihin ng BAD &lt;br /&gt;WEATHER. &lt;br /&gt;"Alangya, ano ba itong kuwarto nyong magkapatid, parang dinaanan ng &lt;br /&gt;bagyo!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIRCLE OF LIFE, ang paliwanag sa akin ni Inay ay ganito: &lt;br /&gt;"Malandi kang bata ka, iniluwal kita sa mundong ito, maari rin kitang alisin sa mundong ito." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay Itay ako natuto kung ano ang BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION. &lt;br /&gt;"Tatadyakan kita diyan, huwag ka ngang maguumarte diyan na parang &lt;br /&gt;Nanay mo!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Inay naman ang nagpaliwanag sa amin kung anong ibig sabihin ng &lt;br /&gt;GRATITUDE. &lt;br /&gt;"Mga leche kayo, maraming mga batang ulila sa magulang, di ba kayo &lt;br /&gt;nagpapasalamat at mayroon kayong magulang na tulad namin?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Itay naman ang nagturo sa akin ng ANTICIPATION. &lt;br /&gt;"Tangna kang bata ka, hintayin mong makarating tayo sa bahay...."! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Inay naman ang nagturo sa aking kung ano ang HUMOR.&lt;br /&gt;"Kapag naputol yang mga paa mo ng pinaglalaruan mong lawn mover, wag &lt;br /&gt;na wag kang tatakbo sa akin at lulumpohin kita!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Inay ang nagturo sa akin kung anong ibig sabihin ng &lt;br /&gt;GENETICS. "Nagmana ka nga talaga sa ama mong walanghiya." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay Inay din ako natuto ng WISDOM. &lt;br /&gt;"Pag umabot ka na ng edad ko, saka mo pa lang maiintindihan ang &lt;br /&gt;lahat." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ang paborito ko sa lahat na natutunan ko kay Inay at Itay ay kung &lt;br /&gt;ano ang JUSTICE. &lt;br /&gt;"Isang araw magkakaroon ka rin ng anak, panalangin namin na sana'y &lt;br /&gt;matulad sila sa yo...haliparot!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-111636936287830539?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111636936287830539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111636936287830539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/04/mga-turo-ni-tatay-at-nanay.html' title='Mga Turo ni Tatay at Nanay'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-111636951071683537</id><published>2005-04-21T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T15:38:30.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sulat ni ama</title><content type='html'>Anak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medyo mabagal akong magsulat ngayon dahil alam kong mabagal ka ring magbasa. &lt;br /&gt;Nandito na kami sa Estados Unidos para bantayan ang bagong biling bahay ng &lt;br /&gt;kapatid mo.Pero hindi ko maibigay sa iyo ang address dahil dinala ng&lt;br /&gt;dating nakatira ang address para daw hindi na sila magpalit ng address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maganda ang lugar na ito at malayo sa Manila. Dalawang beses lang umulan sa &lt;br /&gt;linggong ito,tatlong araw noong una&lt;br /&gt;at apat na araw noong pangalawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakainis lang ang mga paninda dito katulad nun nabili ko na shampoo dahil &lt;br /&gt;ayaw bumula. Nakasulat kasi "FOR DRY HAIR" kaya hindi ko binabasa ang buhok &lt;br /&gt;ko pag ginagamit ko. Mamaya ay ibabalik ko sa Walmart at magrereklamo ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong isang araw naman ay hindi ako makapasok sa bahay dahil ayaw bumukas ng &lt;br /&gt;padlock. Nakasulat kasi ay "YALE", eh aba namalat na ako sa kasisigaw ay &lt;br /&gt;hindi pa din bumubukas. Magrereklamo din ako sa nagbenta ng bahay, akala &lt;br /&gt;nila hindi ko alam na SIGAW ang tagalog ng "YALE", wise yata ito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayroon nga pala akong nabili na magandang jacket at tiyak na magugustuhan &lt;br /&gt;mo. Ipinadala ko na sa iyo sa "Federal Express" medyo mahal daw dahil &lt;br /&gt;mabigat ang mga butones kaya ang ginawa ko ay tinanggal ko na lang ang mga &lt;br /&gt;butones at inilagay ko na lang sa bulsa ng jacket. Ikabit mo na&lt;br /&gt;lang pag dating diyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpadala rin ako ng tseke para sa mga nasalanta ng bagyo,  hindi ko na &lt;br /&gt;pinirmahan dahil gusto ko na maging anonymous donor. Nakakahiya naman kung &lt;br /&gt;ipagkakalat ko pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang kapatid mo palang si Jhun ay may trabaho na dito, mayroon siyang 500 na &lt;br /&gt;tao sa ilalim niya. Nag-gugupit siya ngayon ng damo sa memorial park, okey &lt;br /&gt;naman ang kita above minimum ang sahod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakapanganak na rin pala ang ate baby mo, hindi ko pa alam kung babae o &lt;br /&gt;lalake kaya hindi ko pa masasabi na kung ikaw ay bagong uncle or auntie. &lt;br /&gt;Wala na akong masyadong balita. Sumulat ka na lang ng madalas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Maglalagay sana ako ng pera, kaya lang ay naisara ko na ang envelope. &lt;br /&gt;Next time na lang ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-111636951071683537?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111636951071683537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111636951071683537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/04/sulat-ni-ama.html' title='sulat ni ama'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-111626047309403243</id><published>2005-04-14T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T09:21:13.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Filipino Applies for a Job at Wal-Mart.</title><content type='html'>An office manager at Wal-Mart was given the task of hiring an &lt;br /&gt;individual to fill a job opening. After sorting through a stack of &lt;br /&gt;resumes he found four people who were equally qualified. .. An &lt;br /&gt;American, a Russian, an Australian and a Filipino. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided to call the four in and ask them only one question. Their &lt;br /&gt;answer would determine which of them would get the job. The day came &lt;br /&gt;and as the four sat around the conference room table the interviewer &lt;br /&gt;asked... &lt;br /&gt;"What is the fastest thing you know of?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledging Dave, the American on his right, the man replied, " A &lt;br /&gt;THOUGHT". It just pops into your head. There's no warning that it's on &lt;br /&gt;the way; it's just there. A thought is the fastest thing I know of. &lt;br /&gt;"That's very good!" replied the interviewer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And now you sir?" he asked Vladimir, the Russian. "Hmm.... let me see. &lt;br /&gt;A blink!  It comes and goes and you don't know that it ever happened. A &lt;br /&gt;BLINK is the fastest thing I know of. "Excellent!" said the &lt;br /&gt;interviewer. "The blink of an eye, that's a very popular cliché for &lt;br /&gt;speed." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then turned to George, the Australian who was contemplating his &lt;br /&gt;reply. "Well, out at my dad's ranch, you step out of the house and on &lt;br /&gt;the wall there's a light switch. When you flip that switch, way out &lt;br /&gt;across the pasture the light in the barn comes on. Yep, TURNING ON A &lt;br /&gt;LIGHT is the fastest thing I can think of." The interviewer was very &lt;br /&gt;impressed with the third answer and thought he had found his man. "It's &lt;br /&gt;hard to beat the speed of light" he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning to Eleuterio, the Filipino, the fourth and final man, the &lt;br /&gt;interviewer posed the same question. Eleuterio replied, "Apter herring &lt;br /&gt;da 3 frevyos ansers sirrr, et's obyus to me dat the fastest thang known &lt;br /&gt;is Diarrhea."WHAT!?" said the interviewer, stunned by the response. "O &lt;br /&gt;I can expleyn serrr ." said Eleuterio . " YOU SEE SERR, DA other day I &lt;br /&gt;wasn't Peeeling so good and I run soo fast to the CR or bathroom, But, &lt;br /&gt;before I could THINK, BLINK, or TURN ON THE LIGHT, ay 'tang ina, I &lt;br /&gt;already had a big tae, ka-ka or poo-poo in my pants. Eleuterio is now &lt;br /&gt;the new "Greeter" at Wal-Mart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-111626047309403243?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111626047309403243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111626047309403243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/04/filipino-applies-for-job-at-wal-mart.html' title='A Filipino Applies for a Job at Wal-Mart.'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-111636977152638948</id><published>2005-04-14T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T15:42:51.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patawa (jokes)</title><content type='html'>President - Pasimuno&lt;br /&gt;Vice President - Kunsintidor&lt;br /&gt;Secretary - Palsipikador&lt;br /&gt;Treasurer - Kubrador&lt;br /&gt;Auditor - Kasabwat&lt;br /&gt;Business Manager - Gastador&lt;br /&gt;Public Relations Officer - Tsismoso&lt;br /&gt;Sergeant-at-Arms - Pasaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Representative - Pahamak&lt;br /&gt;Observer - Usisero&lt;br /&gt;Advocate - Taga-batikos&lt;br /&gt;Spokesman - Bolero&lt;br /&gt;Moderator - Taga-bulabog&lt;br /&gt;Announcer - Manggugulat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monitor - Taga-silip&lt;br /&gt;Inspector - Taga-lapirot&lt;br /&gt;Investigator - Mangangalkal&lt;br /&gt;Enforcer - Tirador&lt;br /&gt;Jail Warden - Sadista&lt;br /&gt;Prosecutor - Tagapaglait&lt;br /&gt;Judge - Pilato o Tagahugas-kamay&lt;br /&gt;Aide - Taga-istorbo&lt;br /&gt;Assistant - Galamay&lt;br /&gt;Adviser - Sulsol&lt;br /&gt;Consultant - Manggagancho&lt;br /&gt;Contractor - Estapador&lt;br /&gt;Expert - Punong-Yabang&lt;br /&gt;Technical Writer - Manlilinlang&lt;br /&gt;Doctor - Taga-himas&lt;br /&gt;Headhunter - Taga-silat&lt;br /&gt;Headshrinker - Basagulero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director - Taga-udyok&lt;br /&gt;Manager - Taga-silip ng stock sa boss&lt;br /&gt;Stock market - Busabos&lt;br /&gt;Supervisor - Taga-salo ng galit ng Boss&lt;br /&gt;Chief Accountant - Punong-Gahaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sales Vendor - Pirata&lt;br /&gt;Collector - Mangingikil&lt;br /&gt;Custodian - Taga-ligpit&lt;br /&gt;Dispatcher - Taga-dispatsa&lt;br /&gt;Distributor - Taga-kalat&lt;br /&gt;Delivery Man - Taga-iwan ng Gamit&lt;br /&gt;Circulation Head - Taga-bilog ng Ulo&lt;br /&gt;Purchaser - Palengkera&lt;br /&gt;Receptionist - Palikera&lt;br /&gt;Clerk Typist - Taga-parami ng Papel&lt;br /&gt;Messenger - Tagatulak ng Papel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janitor - Taga-limas&lt;br /&gt;Plumber - Taga-tagas&lt;br /&gt;Repairman - Mambubutingting&lt;br /&gt;Gardener - Damuho&lt;br /&gt;Utility Man - Inutil&lt;br /&gt;Watchman - Istambay&lt;br /&gt;Security Guard - Bantay-Salakay&lt;br /&gt;Doorman - Nagpapalusot&lt;br /&gt;Driver - Kaskasero&lt;br /&gt;Chance Passenger - Malas na Nakikiangkas&lt;br /&gt;Comedian - Alaskador&lt;br /&gt;Entertainer - Kerengkeng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-111636977152638948?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111636977152638948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111636977152638948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/04/patawa-jokes.html' title='Patawa (jokes)'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-111626319082404768</id><published>2005-03-31T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T10:06:30.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patawa</title><content type='html'>SIR: Inday, c Sir mo 2..bangga kotse ko and i nid cash! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDAY: Aru!!! dugo-dugo gang ka noh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIR: Gaga! c Sir mo talaga to! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDAY: Gago! c Sir ang tawag saken CUPCAKE!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: Anong mangyayari pag puputulin ang 1 mong tenga? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: hihina po pandinig ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: e kung dalawang tenga? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: lalabo po paningin ko! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: baket naman? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY: malalaglag po salamin ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalawang magkaibigan nagtetext.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEPE: Tol! pasa load namn! 2pesos lang, my katx lng me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tol: cge. w8 lng. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(message sent) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepe: Tnx tol! bait mo talaga! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tol: Gago! wag ka na magtex! sayang ung pinasa ko sayo!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepe: k. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;ERAP: doc, i accidentally swallowed a chicken bone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOC: is it choking? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERAP: it's max's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOC: i didnt mean chowking...i said, r u choking? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERAP: no.. im serious! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a priest lost a bird &amp; asked during mass... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: anyone got a bird? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all men stood up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: i mean, any1 seen a bird? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all women stood up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest: i meant any1 seen my bird? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...all nuns stood up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTY: Inday! pwede mo bng idiscribe d2 sa korte ang taong nangrape sayo? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDAY: maitim, panot, tagyawatin, pango ilong at bungal... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUSPEK: cge!!!!...mangasar ka pa!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalawang madre nirereyp ng goons.... &lt;br /&gt;Madre1: diyos ko! patawarin mo po cla...d nila alam ang kanilang &lt;br /&gt;ginagawa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madre2: ay yung sakin marunong!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;dumating c ngongo sa bahay at tinakpan ang eyes ni misis.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngongo: "nges hu?".... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRS: gago!!!! pa-nges hu nges hu ka pa jan....e ikaw lng ngongo d2!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentist &amp; Lover.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentist: we have 2 stop seeing each other... halata na tayo ng MR mo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lover: but we love each other! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentist: oo nga...but were running out of excuses....ISA NA LNG IPIN MO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erap: lintek na ibon 2!! iniputan ako! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodyguard: sir, kukuha ako ng toilet paper... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erap: wag na!! pano mo pa mapupunasan un e nakalipad na?! tanga!!! &lt;br /&gt;bobo!!! &lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arab interview at US immigration: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: ur name pls.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: abdul aziz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: sex? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: twice a wik.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: i mean male or female? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: doesn't matter.... sometimes even with camel... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: dok. malungkot d2 sa mental kaya naisipan kong sulatan ang &lt;br /&gt;sarili ko... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: e ano namn laman ng sulat mo? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient: d ko pa po alam kc next wik ko pa ata matatangap... &lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingoy: Dad, 22o bang may side effect ang viagra? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erap: tanga! sa harap effect nyan hindi sa side!!!! &lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: honey... bili mo naman ako ng bra... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Hon.. wag ka ng magbra...liit namn dede mo e.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: (taas ang kilay) e baket ikaw nakabrief?!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;u wont beliv wat things &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people do these days... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting nxt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 dis girl in church &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; in the middle of the mass &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she light a cigaret! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na-shock ako!!!!... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost dropped my Beer!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-111626319082404768?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111626319082404768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111626319082404768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/03/patawa.html' title='Patawa'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-111059635075262766</id><published>2005-03-11T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T18:59:10.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Andoy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Somewhere in Milaor, Camarines Sur, there lived a fourth grader boy who would follow this&lt;br /&gt;route to  school everyday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has to cross the rugged plains and cross the dangerous highway where vehicles are&lt;br /&gt;recklessly driving to and from. Once passed this highway, the boy would take a short cut by passing by the Church every morning just to say Hi to God, and faithfully say his, "Magandang umaga po" in Bicol dialect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was faithfully being watched by a Priest who was happy to find innocence so uplifting in the&lt;br /&gt;morning, "Kamusta Andoy! Papasok ka na?" "Opo padre... " he would flash his innocent grin,&lt;br /&gt;the priest would be touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest was so concerned that one day he talked to Andoy, "From school...", he advised "Do not cross the highway, you can pass through the Church and I can accompany you to the other side of the road... that way I can see that you are home safe ...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you father ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you go home ... why do you stay in this Church right after school?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just want to say "Hi" to my friend, God," and the priest would leave the boy to spend time&lt;br /&gt;beside the altar, talking by himself, but he was hiding behind the altar to listen to what this boy has to say to his heavenly FATHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know my math exam was pretty bad today, but I did not cheat - although my seatmate is&lt;br /&gt;bullying me for notes ... I ate one cracker and drank my water, Itay had a bad season and all I&lt;br /&gt;can eat is this cracker. Thank you for this! I saw a poor kitten who was hungry and I know how he feels so I gave my last cracker to him ... funny but I am not that hungry ... Look, this is my last pair of slippers ... I may have to walk barefooted next week ... you see this is about to be broken.. but it is okay ... at least I am still going to school ... some says we will have a hard season this month, some of my classmates have already stopped going to school ... please help them get to school again, please God? ... Oh, you know, Inay had hit me again, it is painful, but I know this pain will pass away, at least I still have a mother ... God, you want to see my bruises? I know you can heal them ...here... here and .... Oh ... blood ... I guess you knew about this one&lt;br /&gt;huh? Please don't be mad at Inay, she is just tired and she worries for the food in our table and my schooling that is why she hits us ... Oh, I think I am in love ... there's this pretty girl in my class, her name is Anita ... do you think she will like me? Anyway, at least I know you will always like me, I don't have to be anybody just to please you, you are my very best friend! Hey your birthday is two months from now!!! Aren't you excited? I am! wait till you see, I have a gift for you .... but it is a surprise! I hope you will like it! Oooops, I have to go ..." then he stood up and calls out, "Padre, padre, I am finished talking to my friend .. you can accompany me to the other side of the road now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This routine happens everyday. Andoy never fails. Father Agaton shares this every Sunday to&lt;br /&gt;the people in his church because he has not seen a very pure faith and trust in God, a very&lt;br /&gt;positive look at negative situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Christmas day, Father Agaton was sick so he could not make it in the Church, he was sent&lt;br /&gt;to the hospital. The Church was left to 4 manangs who ould chant the rosary in 1000 miles per hour, would not smile and would always find fault in what you do, they are also very well versed in cursing if you irritate them! They were kneeling, saying their kilometric rosary when Andoy,&lt;br /&gt;coming from his Christmas party, playfully dashed in, "Hello God!!!!! I " P----!!!!! (a curse)&lt;br /&gt;Bata ka!!!! Alam mo nang may nagdadasal!!!!! Alis!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Andoy was so terrified, "where's Father Agaton? He is supposed to help me cross the&lt;br /&gt;street .... and to be able to cross the street I will have to pass by the back door of this church ...&lt;br /&gt;not only that, I have to greet Jesus-it is His birthday, I have a gift right here ...." just as he&lt;br /&gt;was about to get the gift out of his shirt, the manang pulled his shirt and threw him out of the&lt;br /&gt;church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Susmaryosep!!! (does a sign of the cross fervently) Alis kang bata ka, kung hindi matatamaan ka!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the boy had no choice but to cross the dangerous side of the road in front of the church.&lt;br /&gt;He crossed. A fast moving bus came in. There was a blind curve. The boy was protecting his&lt;br /&gt;gift inside his shirt, so he was not looking. There was so little time. Andoy died on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people crowded the poor boy, the body of a lifeless young boy... Suddenly, out of&lt;br /&gt;nowhere a tall man in pure white shirt and pants, a face so mild and gentle, but with eyes full of&lt;br /&gt;tears... He came and carried the boy in His arms, He was crying. Curious bystanders nudged the&lt;br /&gt;man in white, and asked, "excuse me sir, are you related to this child? Do you know this&lt;br /&gt;child?" The man in white, His face mourning and in agony, lifted up and answered, "He was&lt;br /&gt;my bestfriend ... " was all he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took the badly wrapped gift in the bloody chest of the lifeless boy, and placed it near His&lt;br /&gt;heart. He stood up and carried the boy away and they both disappeared in sight. The crowd was&lt;br /&gt;curious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Father Agaton learned of the shocking news. He visited the house, and&lt;br /&gt;wanted to verify about the man in white. He consulted the parents&lt;br /&gt;of Andoy. "How did you know that your son died?" A man in white brought him here." sobbed the mother. "What did he say?" The father answered, "He did not say anything. He was&lt;br /&gt;mourning. We do not know him and yet he was very lonely at our son's death, as if he knew our son very well. But there was something peaceful and unexplainable about him. He gave me my son, and then he smiled peacefully. He rubbed my son's hair away from his face and kissed him on his forehead, then he whispered something ..." "What did he say?" "He said to my boy ..." the&lt;br /&gt;father began, "Thank you for the gift ... I will see you soon... you will be with me ..." and the father of the boy continued, "and you know for a while, it felt so wonderful... I cried, but I do not know why .... all I know is I cried in tears of joy ... I could not explain it father, but when that man left, something peaceful came over me, I felt a deep sense of love inside... I could not explain the joy in my heart, I knew my boy is in heaven now ... but ... tell me father, who is this man that my son talks to everyday in your church, you should know because you are always there...  except on the time of his death ..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father Agaton suddenly felt the tears welling in his eyes, with trembling knees, he murmurred," ... He was talking to no one .... but ....GOD...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-111059635075262766?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111059635075262766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111059635075262766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/03/andoy.html' title='&quot;Andoy&quot;'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-111039219481743698</id><published>2005-03-09T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T10:16:34.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>y u shud reply 2 txt msgs!</title><content type='html'>Chinie is a typical college girl who enjoys life to the fullest. She loves her boyfriend so much and texts him every now and then. JB is Chinie's boyfriend who works in a call center in Ortigas. He's always busy doing so many things. He only manage to reply to Chinie's texts when he got off from work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time JB receive a message from Chinie: "hi baby! muzta na po? miss na kta! twag ka pgdting u po ng hauz ha! yngatz! lovu!" JB ignored the message because he always receive the same message whenever it is time for him to go home from work. "baby ko, miss na kta! kmain knb?! yngatz ka po pauwi mo ha! antay kong tawag mo. lovu!"  "baby, san ka na po?! daya naman hindi ka nagre- rply. well, basta antay ko na lng call mo! lovu!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JB reaches home and lay on his bed. The last time he knew is that he's reading Chinie's text. He was so tired he fall asleep and wasn't able to return Chinie's call. He can still hear his phone beeps but he's too tired to take a glimpse on the message. When he woke up the next day, he remember that he needs to call Chinie. He ignored the messages and dialed Chinie's #. No one's answering in her house. He called up her cellphone and he was surprised that her father answered the call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his voice you can feel his tears and hear his heart tearing apart. "JB, bakit ngayon ka lang tumawag. Kanina ka pa hinihintay ni Chinie!" "Dad sorry po. Nakatulog ako sa sobrang pagod. Tumatawag ako sa bahay pero walang sumasagot. Asan po kayo para makapunta ako." "Antayin mo na lang kami sa bahay" JB went to Chinie's house and much to his surprised he saw a lot of people inside. The house were so lighted but you can see the gloom on every person you'll meet there. He was greeted by Chinie's mom on tears. She hug him tight and cried on his shoulders. "Inaantay ka ni Chinie. Hindi sya sumama sa amin kasi hinihintay nyang tawag mo. Pinatay sya nung mga akyat-bahay na nagnakaw sa amin. Wala na sya JB, wala na" "Ma, nagtext pa si Chinie sa akin eh. Paanong nangyari yon?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JB can't look who's inside the coffin. He can't move and it feels like his whole body is stucked on the chair his seating. He wanted to cry but it seems that something is blocking his tears to fall down. He turn to his phone and read the messages of Chinie. "baby, antayin ko na lang yung tawag mo. hindi na ko sasama kina dad!" "baby, natatakot ako. parang may tao sa baba ng bahay. please tmwag k n ngyn!" "baby, andiyan na sila. baka patayin nila ako. please tmwag ka na. baby asan k n? i need you here now. please baby andyan na sila..." "baby.... i love you!..."  He wanted to shout and cry so loud. It's true that Chinie is waiting for his call. Up to her last breath she only thinks about him. He stare at Chinie inside the coffin. Suddenly tears starts flowing down his cheeks. He can't say anything. The only words he uttered... "My baby, i'm so sorry! If I could have known, i could have fight for you! i'm really sorry! I love you so much!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this story, tell all your love ones how important they are to you and how much you love them. You'll never know... this might be the last time......... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CellPhones were invented for this cause! Don't use it stupidly and be not irritated... Tapon mo na lng kung yan ang feeling mo!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-111039219481743698?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111039219481743698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111039219481743698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/03/y-u-shud-reply-2-txt-msgs.html' title='y u shud reply 2 txt msgs!'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-110998217312794676</id><published>2005-03-03T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T16:22:53.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PINOY LESSONS IN LINGUISTICS!!!</title><content type='html'>1. Noong 1940's, kapag may bra ang babae, pinagbubulungan na at&lt;br /&gt;mababansagang malandi. Noon din ay may French perfume na ang tatak ay&lt;br /&gt;Eclat (silent T). Kaya ang taong maarte ay tinawag ng mga Pinoy na&lt;br /&gt;Eclat (pronounce the T). Ngayon kapag maraming tsetseburetse at kaartehan &lt;br /&gt;ganon din ang tawag, "Ang dami mo namang eklat." Kinalaunan,&lt;br /&gt;pinaikli pa ang eklat at naging ek-ek- "Ang tagal mo&lt;br /&gt;namang magdesisyon kung sasama ka o hindi! Ang dami mong ek-ek!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Noong elementary ako, uso pa ang Wakasan, sinusubaybayan ko&lt;br /&gt;ang nobelang Tubig at Langis; ang Movie Especial na komiks kung saan&lt;br /&gt;kapanapanabik ang bawat eksena sa buhay ni Zuma na siya namang ama ni&lt;br /&gt;Galema. Sa komiks ang tawag sa babaeng nagbebenta ng panandaliang aliw&lt;br /&gt;ay baylerina. Kinalaunan, naging belyas, tapos naging English,&lt;br /&gt;hospitality girls tapos ngayon GRO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Elementary ako nang makagisnan ko ang batiang "Give Me Five".&lt;br /&gt;Masyado yatang pormal ang handshake kaya "Give me Five, Man" ang&lt;br /&gt;pumalit. Tuwang-tuwa ang mga magulang kapag natutunan ng kanilang&lt;br /&gt;anak na paslit ang mag-give me five. Tapos sa mga American games,&lt;br /&gt;naging High Five o "Give me five, up here!" Hindi pahuhuli ang Pinoy&lt;br /&gt;basta galing sa America. Ang "Give me five, up here" ay naging "Appear".&lt;br /&gt;Halos lahat yata ng Pinoy babies ganito ang series of training, "Anak, where is the light; where is the moon?" Ang nadagdag, "Appear! Appear!" At dahil sa E.T. ni Speilberg, "Align, Align!" Again, Tuwang-tuwa ang mga magulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Nang mag- Community Medicine ako noon sa isang slum area ng&lt;br /&gt;Sta. Ana, Manila. Ito ang top 3 gamit na hindi mawawala sa mga bahay,&lt;br /&gt;gaano mang kaliit ang barung-barong:&lt;br /&gt;     1. Panyong may tatak na panalangin ng El Shaddai&lt;br /&gt;     2. Television&lt;br /&gt;     3. Karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;Kakambal na ng Pinoy ang pagkanta. Noon, kapag nagkakantahan, gamit&lt;br /&gt;ay gitara at song hits (Jingle). Napalitan ito nang 70's-80's ng&lt;br /&gt;minus one. Tapos, karaoke. Ngayon, videoke, at sa huling talaan ng pagkakaalam&lt;br /&gt;ko, 8 na ang namamatay sa "My Way". Naalala ko noong elementary pa&lt;br /&gt;ko, nagtayo ang kuya ko at ng kanyang mga kaibigan ng isang Combo.&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, ang tawag sa singing group ay-- Band, hindi na Combo at ang&lt;br /&gt;Combo ngayon ay tumutukoy sa Jollibee o McDonald's promo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sa PGH, may tinatawag na Central Block. Nandoon ang Radiology&lt;br /&gt;Department kung saan ginagawa ang mga X-rays, Ultrasound, CT Scan at&lt;br /&gt;Radiotherapy. Dito ko naobserbahan ang evolution ng mga pinoy medical terms. May&lt;br /&gt;mga pasyente o bantay na aking nasasalubong, ang madalas magtanong ng&lt;br /&gt;direksyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga Versions ng CT Scan: (Ganon na rin yon, no!)&lt;br /&gt;     1. "Dok saan po ba ang Siete Scan?"&lt;br /&gt;     2. "Doc saan po ba magpapa-CT Skull"&lt;br /&gt;     3. "Doc saan po ba CT Scalp"&lt;br /&gt;     4. "Doc saan po ang CT Scam?"&lt;br /&gt;Madalas akong mapagtanungan ng direction papunta sa Cobalt Room. "Doc&lt;br /&gt;saan po ba ang Cobal" Yes, laging walang T, marami na ang ginagamit na term&lt;br /&gt;ay Cobal. Saan napunta ang "T". Marami din kasing&lt;br /&gt;nagtatanong, "Doc, saan po ba ang papuntang X-Tray?" Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;     Ang "T" ng Cobalt, ay napunta sa X-Tray. 7:00 am. Nagbigay ang kasamahan kong doktor ng instruction sa bantay ng pasyente, "Mister, punta po kayo sa Central Block at magpa-schedule kayo ng X-ray ng pasyente ninyo."&lt;br /&gt;3:00 pm. Kadarating lang ng bantay. Nagalit na ang doktor, "Mister,&lt;br /&gt;bakit namang napakatagal ninyong bumalik? Pina-schedule ko lang naman ang&lt;br /&gt;X-ray ah." Sumagot ang bantay, "Eh kasi po Doc, ang tagal kong naghintay sa&lt;br /&gt;gate, haggang sabihin ng guwardiya na sarado daw po ang Central Bank&lt;br /&gt;kasi Sabado ngayon." (Nasa Roxas Blvd ang Bangko Sentral ng Pilipinas, at&lt;br /&gt;sarado nga naman yon kapag Sabado,( hihihihihi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Nang mag-rotate ako as intern sa Pediatrics ng PGH, mahal na mahal&lt;br /&gt;talaga ng mga nanay ang kanilang mga anak na may sakit. Pilit nilang&lt;br /&gt;tinatandaan ang mga gamot at tawag sa sakit ng kanilang anak.&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Mrs. ano po ang mga gamot na iniinom ng anak niyo?"&lt;br /&gt;Mrs 1: "Doc phenobarbiedoll po."&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Ah baka po phenobarbital." (Gamot sa convulsion ang&lt;br /&gt;phenobarbital)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Mrs. ano po ba ang antibiotic na iniinom ng anak ninyo?"&lt;br /&gt;Mrs 2: "Doc metromanilazole po."&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Ah baka po metronidazole." (Gamot sa amoeba ang&lt;br /&gt;metronidazole)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang tawag sa recovery room ng PGH ay PACU (Post-Anesthesia Care Unit)&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Mrs., tapos na po ang operasyong ng anak ninyo, punta na po&lt;br /&gt;kayo sa PACU.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs 3: "Eh Doc, saan po sa Paco? Sa may simbahan po ba o sa may&lt;br /&gt;palengke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Mrs. ano po ba ang sinabi ng dating doktor kung ano daw ang&lt;br /&gt;sakit ng inyong anak?"&lt;br /&gt;Mrs 4: "Eh Doc sabi po niya Tragedy of Fallot.&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Ah baka po Tetralogy of Fallot (Isang congenital Heart&lt;br /&gt;Disease ang Tetralogy of Fallot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biglang nagtatarang ang isang nanay at sumigaw.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. 5: "Scissors! Scissors! Nag-sciscissors ang anak ko, Doc!"&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Nurse, diazepam please, nag-seizure ang&lt;br /&gt;pasyente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Mrs. ano daw po ba ang sakit ng anak ninyo?"&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. 6: May ketong daw po.&lt;br /&gt;In-examine ng doktor ang balat ng pasyente. Wala siyang makitang&lt;br /&gt;senyales ng ketong. Tumawag pa siya ng isang dermatologist para&lt;br /&gt;mag-examine nang husto. Wala talaga.&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Mrs. sigurado po ba kayong ketong ang sakit ng&lt;br /&gt;bata?"&lt;br /&gt;Mrs 6: "Eh iyon po ang sabi ng doktor niya dati.&lt;br /&gt;Mataas daw po ang ketong sa ihi dahil may diabetes."&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Ah ketone po yon! (Ang positive ketone sa ihi ay senyales ng&lt;br /&gt;kumplikasyon ng diabetes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: (Sa buntis na mrs. na nagle-labor) "Mrs. pumutok na po ba ang&lt;br /&gt;panubigan mo?"&lt;br /&gt;Mrs 7: "Eh Doc, wala naman po akong narinig na pagsabog. " (Hanep!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-110998217312794676?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/110998217312794676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/110998217312794676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/03/pinoy-lessons-in-linguistics.html' title='PINOY LESSONS IN LINGUISTICS!!!'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-110998055508967314</id><published>2005-03-02T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T16:24:18.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paano raw i-control ang emotion?</title><content type='html'>#1  Ang naunang magalit ang may karapatang magalit. Pag naunahan ka na &lt;br /&gt;ng galit niya, tumahimik ka na lang muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2  Walang  taong  nag-aaway  mag-isa.  Pag hindi kayo sumagot o &lt;br /&gt;pumatol, titigil din daw ang taong nakikipag- away sa inyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Ang taong galit, 'bingi.' If someone is angry, wala raw &lt;br /&gt;pinakikinggan, so,  don't try to explain and fight back. Hindi ka niya iintindihin &lt;br /&gt;dahil wala siyang naririnig kundi ang sarili nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4  Ang  taong  galit, 'abnoy.' Ayon sa pastor, Biblical daw ito? &lt;br /&gt;because the  Lord  said&amp;nbs! p; when  He was crucified, "Father, patawarin mo sila &lt;br /&gt;dahil hindi nila alam ang kanilang ginagawa."  Modern  term  for these kinds &lt;br /&gt;of people are abnoys, so you better not get  angry para huwag kang matawag &lt;br /&gt;na abnoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You  should  also know and realize that the persons who make your day &lt;br /&gt;bad are jewel, because you need them for you to mature.  Hangga't andyan &lt;br /&gt;daw sila at kinaiinisan mo, ibig sabihin, immature ka pa.  God  will  not &lt;br /&gt;take away those people; it's for you to take away your bad  feelings towards&lt;br /&gt;them.  You'll  know  na  mature  ka  na  pag  dumating 'yung time na &lt;br /&gt;hindi ka na  naiinis  sa  mga taong ito because you have learned to accept &lt;br /&gt;them and to  have patience with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Finally, the best part of this is to tell yourself na, because of &lt;br /&gt;this person, "I  will  grow  mature,"  at DAHIL SA CONTRIBUTION NIYA &lt;br /&gt;SA MATURITY MO, KUKUNIN DIN SYA NI LORD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-110998055508967314?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/110998055508967314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/110998055508967314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/03/paano-raw-i-control-ang-emotion.html' title='Paano raw i-control ang emotion?'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11240952.post-111637069664400730</id><published>2005-02-03T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T15:58:16.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Si Lord talaga alam kung kelan ako babatukan sa ulo</title><content type='html'>Message: Si Lord talaga alam kung kelan ako babatukan sa ulo. Here He   is again trying to get my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! "...busy ka? naku mukha nga... tagal na natin di nagkikita...&lt;br /&gt;tagal mo na ako di dinadalaw... alam mo miss na kita... o sino yang&lt;br /&gt;nagtext sa iyo?... buti pa sa kanya nakapagreply ka agad... napansin ko ang dami mong ginagawa talaga.. ang dami mo ring things to do diyan sa   planner mo ah!  &lt;br /&gt;* mapangarap ka talaga noh?... ang dami mong &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt; plano** .. nakakatuwa&lt;br /&gt;naman na malaman yan. kasama ba ako sa &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt; plano** mo? ano? naku di ka&lt;br /&gt;agad makasagot... sige okay lang alam ko naman kung ano talaga sagot&lt;br /&gt;mo...*&lt;br /&gt;nakita kita nung Friday, aga mo umalis sa office. alam mo ba, ang akala  &lt;br /&gt;ko pupuntahan mo ako. ooppss! hindi pala! TGIF (THANK God  its   Friday)  &lt;br /&gt;pala kayo ng mga friends mo. umaga ka na nakauwi ah? naghintay ako&lt;br /&gt;sa'yo. pagpasok mo sa kuwarto mo, di mo ako napansin... haaay! kawawa&lt;br /&gt;ka&lt;br /&gt;naman siguradong kinabukasan masakit ang ulo mo, tanghali ka na&lt;br /&gt;gigising... Ang dami mong lakad, naghihintay ako na tayo naman ang&lt;br /&gt;maging magkasama kaya lang sa dami ng schedules mo sa trabaho at sa   labas ng office parang malabo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sige na, balik ka na sa work mo. i might be eating too much of your&lt;br /&gt;time maging dahilan pa ako para masira ang plano mo sa araw na ito...&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko lang sabihin sa'yo na nandito lang ako kapag kailangan mo&lt;br /&gt;ako...pag hindi ka na busy. totoo yon! walang biro! ayaw mong maniwala?  &lt;br /&gt;Ganon kita kamahal kasi! ayaw mo pa ring maniwala? Haaay! remember&lt;br /&gt;this,&lt;br /&gt;kahit singit lang ako lagi sa buhay mo, kahit biglaan mo lang na&lt;br /&gt;natatawag ako dahil nagulat ka, nasaktan ka, nauntog ka o dahil part&lt;br /&gt;ang&lt;br /&gt;pangalan ko nung binabasa mo sa text, you will be in my heart always...    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trial after trial isipin mo kasama mo ako na lumalakad, hindi man sa&lt;br /&gt;buhangin, kasama mo pa rin ako... sa lahat plano mo , kahit hindi mo&lt;br /&gt;ako&lt;br /&gt;kasama perfecting it... para mas maging masaya ka... minsan tayo naman&lt;br /&gt;ang mag-usap ha? minsan ako naman ang dalawin mo...&lt;br /&gt;miss na talaga kita eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa akin hindi ka singit lang..." JESUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paki forward ha para naman malaman ng iba kung gaano ako kapanabik sa&lt;br /&gt;kanila... pero paki tanggal yung name ng nag- forward sayo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW YOU WILL RESPOND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if God couldn't take the time to bless us today because we&lt;br /&gt;couldn't&lt;br /&gt;take the time to thank Him yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if God decided to stop leading us tomorrow because we didn't&lt;br /&gt;follow&lt;br /&gt;Him today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we never saw another flower bloom because we grumbled when God&lt;br /&gt;sent the Rain?&lt;br /&gt;What if God didn't walk with us today because we failed to recognize it   as His day?&lt;br /&gt;What if, God took away the Bible tomorrow because we would not read it&lt;br /&gt;today?&lt;br /&gt;What if, God took away His message because we failed to listen to the&lt;br /&gt;messenger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK ABOUT THIS ONE........&lt;br /&gt;What if, God didn't send His only begotten Son because He wanted us to   be prepared to pay the price for sin.&lt;br /&gt;What if, the door of the church was closed because we did not open the&lt;br /&gt;door of our heart?&lt;br /&gt;What if, God stopped loving and caring for us because we failed to love   and care for others?&lt;br /&gt;What if, God would not hear us today because we would not listen to&lt;br /&gt;Him?&lt;br /&gt;What if, God answered our prayers the way we answer His call to&lt;br /&gt;service?&lt;br /&gt;What if, God met our needs the way we give Him our lives???&lt;br /&gt;What if, We failed to send this message on??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11240952-111637069664400730?l=e-padala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111637069664400730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11240952/posts/default/111637069664400730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-padala.blogspot.com/2005/02/si-lord-talaga-alam-kung-kelan-ako.html' title='Si Lord talaga alam kung kelan ako babatukan sa ulo'/><author><name>Carms</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
