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Saturday, 07 January 2006
This is it
It's more than just the new year. It's going to be a new lease for all of us. Of course if we all survive what Mr. Fourchez and company are going to do. They have this group of idiots who came down from the booquids and wanted to take over the big white mansion. Its the riverways probably or whatever they want to use to, what they say, kubkub, that place. They were found out (buti nga!) and the octogenarian dad of one of them whose name sounds "triumph" was announcing at the club pinoy without an armed farce to back him up. The octogeneric dad called on supporters but as the jiarios have been saying, there were more media who came than supporters that showed up. What a dud! Mr. Fourchez was called and told that one of the men (identified with him, Vtak, Ungazan, Vvit, Day Kill, Vain Luspus, and others) have already been found out and neutralized. These officiales active and separated and have formed their own armed farce were floated and one of them, called Day Kill, went out in the media to avoid kahihiyan. Hmph!!! Shameless! Shameless! Day Kill kept harping about corruption, kuno. That immoral bitch who kept part of the several millions intended for the invading armed farce and was said to have gone missing (?) and who is now facing court martial because of plotting to take over the white mansion is now all over media shouting how morality and goodness and integrity should be attributed to him (not for joining the misadventure that led to nowhere... but his and his companions' near capture...) Day Kill and Mr. Fourchez are trying to change the rules of the game. They're making it appear that the misadventure was just nothing. Its the system that sucks! That's what they're saying. Now they have a new plan. Brand new. They will make engage the entire loyalists' troops in a showdown, beginning with breakaways. Then they will take all opportunities daw (whichever they can take) and to hell with the consequences.) They will declare the oldest public college in Commonwealth Ave. as a Free Republic (like the communists did in the time of Marcos). They're looking at squatters from that decrepit school's vicinities and from the Quezon City Capitol Hills to swarm in the campus and make a new people power revolt. Surely surely, trucks are now loading with food to deliver in hundreds of trips the victuals of the squatters people power mixing with the demonized students of decrepit school (sadly where i came from). Of course, Mr. Fourchez is now writing his speech. Or his good man, that hideous Gargoyle -- the lolo of Ungazan who made preggy his own .... (I forgot that Fourchez doesn't know how to write). I pray to God that they fail and they land on their faces. Even dead, I don't really care. So that all those demons that psychics see riding on the backs of Monsieur Fourchez, Messrs. Tits Jingaughn, Ninny Pemientos, ShRajah, Vinney (of Makati), and all the rest of the possessed go back to hell. Good riddance and finally perhaps the country would be able to move forward instead of back at last. I believe that our own good men will prevail. They have not been able to recruit the Indian (Mr. Singh Ah) who is at the top of the armed non-farce(s). I can feel it in my guts, there'll be great trouble. But let there be a huge rain of lightnings that will strike Fourchez and his ilk. Even that little girl of his own that he's said to have been bolingbolinging. Oh but isn't God so good to us pinoys? May he help us win over all these, this time. Amen.
Monday, 02 January 2006
Christmas and New Year passes us on
the yuletide and new year's day passed us on to another so-called western calendar year, 2006. in at least another 20 or so days, the lunar year of the rooster will pass us on again to that of the dog year. the 4073rd i think they say, those geomancers. my friend angie, the astrologer keeps passing through text unsolicited tibbirts about this and that good thing. come year of the fire dog, she says, it will be goodah! hmmmm... thank God for that. better than the fat boy saying those unhealthy words again (oh God! please not again!!!) on national tv. (shet up!) at least i'd like to believe my friend astroloja more even if none of the two is the least evi... hrmph! at least my friend is saying good things, singing hallelujah!!! amen!!! amen!!! amen!!! that fat boy probably thinks the words he's mouthing together with wily the espouse (mongoloidick) and jong jong the nonoy montelivain (and just as mongoloidick) both of the inkwaira, and the rest of their ilk are good for our collective ears. yechh! would be a wonder if they are ever shamed by what they are doing, huh? perhaps not. after all, they're stake holders to a huge dividend at the end of the game of nincompoops. were it not for the fire department, they could actually just combust instantaneously and be gone. pffft! with all that fat on their bodies, wouldn't be all that long to combust and wither away like. i'd really love that so much. happy new year everyone and i hope that angie's forecasts of a big one (yield) for you sis, and for each and every one blogging in motime, and all the other blog sites, who are laboring for an honest buck will really come this year!!! and in the coming years of the sheep, the pig and up to the year of the rat, i hope the pattern continues!!! let's just make the madboys slowly fade away!!! for indeed they will... they surely will...
