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thanks for the name "passion fruit"; i hope you get to eat this with such great passion.

aguy, iboga nako sa imong veggies garden uy.  hasta garlic naa, my goodness.  ambisyon gyod na nako; one day, naa unta koy ingon ana sa bohol (way lugar sa manila, apiki sa cebu, bohol ra gyod akong chance).

great baptismal dress.  you have every reason to be proud.  wa na lang sa hitsura sa apo nga future miss australia...

duda kong gikan ning gituli si manoy.  mao nga naglangi.

...unreachable heights...

tua si bugsay sa ijang yutang natawhan karon, kanang gitawag ug valencia, the beloved of lorenz.  mao nga medyo nagbinuotan pa kay, you know, ang waswit...

maajo kay nilili ka sa imong pajag... kumusta na man pod ka?  sa bohol, aw, morag gearing up for politics na pod.  sugod na ang mga players ug shadow boxing man tingali.  kita nga mga apolitical, kontento na lang ug tan-aw sa ilang funny ways.  basta lang way makalilisang nga krimen sa atoa o earthquake ba kaha simbako, okay pa gihapon ta...     

Quote from: hubag bohol on September 11, 2012, 11:38:12 AM
Hmm, naay laing TB member nga kamay-ong ani niya...

you talkin' 'bout yerself?

Quote from: Mulligan on September 11, 2012, 11:36:31 AM
Sure ko dili ni kuhaon ni Bugsay   Isles kay makigkumpetensya ni sa iya.  hehe   

mahimo ning mentor or master ni bugsay, morag si obi wan to his anakin...

hehe.  sayang wa pa si bugsay...

unsa man na nga bunga, langs?  morag kamatis, pero di man ing-ana ang dahon ug kamatis...

aw, di man hinoon ko dakog ulo pareha nimo...

...emerald mountains...

Quote from: chicogon on September 11, 2012, 10:35:50 AM

wow, in the league of rome's caesars!

Quote from: hubag bohol on September 11, 2012, 10:27:03 AM



Kanay doggie, helmet jud... 

naibog lagi ko sa helmet ni doggie...

Quote from: hubag bohol on August 08, 2012, 08:11:50 PM



Pwede na... 

wow!  knight in shining frying pan!

naa pa nay wa pa mapusa nga better genius; mag-tb ra ni siya.

kini laging believer ug hope springs eternal...

sa gamay pa ko, kaya nako nang mga sine nga ingon ana.  karon, di na mao nga maglikay na lang ko.  my point of no return i guess was the movie "the champ" (it had nothing to do with dogs), but it was a real tearjerker. 

nagdanguyngoy na ang tibuok sinehan sa cebu, daghan na ang nanikma sa hinilakay.  the sound was so palpable, lupig pay funeral ug national hero.  kalit bitaw nga naay kusog kaayong bugoy nga nag-BWAHAHAHAHA! nga ninglanog sa tibuok sinehan.  naundang gyod tawon ang tanan, back to reality ug kalit, puwera gaba.

unsa na kahay sunod nga kabanata aning imong teleserye nga, unsa man ni, xyz-rated?  asa na man to sa raqz... nagsunod ra ba to aning imong teleserye.

maayo kay nilili na pod ka, sir balong.  welcome back!

mas ang manila uy.  mao nga ayaw gyod paghunahuna nga tungod na ni lolla...

Quote from: hubag bohol on September 11, 2012, 09:39:38 AM
Dogs have a well-deserved reputation for loyalty.  At a funeral for a Navy SEAL who died in Afghanistan in 2011, dog Hawkeye lay by the casket during the memorial service.

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When Tumilson's friend Scott Nichols walked to the front of the room to speak, Hawkeye followed, Today.com reports.  "As Nichols prepared to memorialize his friend, Hawkeye dutifully laid down near the casket," Scott Stump writes.

The loyal dog mourns:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ZPx2Wnc0lI#ws

more at http://tubagbohol.mikeligalig.com/index.php?topic=41705.msg477700#msg477700

 , but my day is made.

i'm not in the u.s., i'm not a u.s. citizen, and definitely i'm not voting for any u.s. candidate this coming november election, but i'm curious just the same.  more so that a lifetime's reading habit had made me go beyond what i read as a matter of practice...

the article as posted by sir balong emblazons "Obamaville...", implying that the shanties are courtesy of obama and his administration or, at least, these are credited to obama and his policies.

the original article's title was Cities Deal With a Surge in Shantytowns, which first appeared on 25 march 2009 in the new york times (http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/26/us/26tents.html?pagewanted=all&_moc.semityn.www).

another version of this article appeared the following day in the same paper, as an end tag to this article, a tag that appears at the end of sir balong's posts (i.e., "A version of this article appeared in print on March 26, 2009, on page A1 of the New York edition with the headline: Tent Cities Arise and Spread in Recession’s Grip.")

obama won as president in november 2008 and took office in january 2009.  these original articles appeared two months after, in march. 

blast me for crediting a two-month-old president with these shantytowns as if these sprouted like magic because of him.  this is even beyond a brief suspension of disbelief.  more so when this article is resurrected four years after with a tweaked title. 

Quote from: hubag bohol on September 10, 2012, 03:27:32 PM
Guys: If you notice her looking at your ring finger, distract her by buying her a drink.

hahaha!  female vision magnifies things because of alcohol?  gals, if a guy buys you a drink, better ask yourselves why.

test no. 1 (the Diamond Test).  i passed.  yeheeey!  o, happy me.

test no. 2 (Romberg's Test).  i have my doubts.  i will have to do this when the banana republic is around.

test no. 3 (Finger Measurement Test).  okay too.  another yeheeey!

test no. 4 (the Nose Test and the Heel Test).  i guess i'm okay too, though i'd like to do it over and over some more to assure myself.

test no. 5 (the "Prayer Position" Test and the Pinky Tests).  no problem here.  yeheeey one more time!

this is great!  i'm doing the tests now as i read... thanks, your excellency nyor hubag! 

Quote from: Lorenzo on September 10, 2012, 01:31:27 PM
in regards to the dispatching of the pigs, the use of the kris made sure their deaths were as quick and as painless as possible. with the severing of the aorta, they were dead within 5-8 seconds.

painless?  no wailing of the pigs then?  that's reassuring.

coming...

victim 5

yes, she can afford that amount.  but i doubt if anyone can afford to lose it and just say pooh-pooh, that was nothing.  in her case, outside of her savings, she raised the money by drawing on her retirement way ahead.  it can be done at the agency where she works.

the promise: a job placement for her daughter in new york.  there were some obscure details added, like what kind of job she'd have or where she could stay, but it meant negotiating in dollars, mind.  what made it more believable, for her anyway, was that the terms included a return of 50% of what she'd paid in case she backed out.

the usual modus ensued.  there's a hitch in the paperwork, more payment was needed, and so on and on and sickeningly on.  she managed to keep on by assuring herself each time that perhaps, this could be it, finally, and she remitted the required additional payment once again.  it struck me as no different from an addiction to gambling, the kind when a gambler gets a high thinking of the returns if he staked his money some more.

that went on for months.  when she realized that her total payments had become staggering and still nothing had happened, she chose to back out and asked for the promised return of 50% of her total payments.

it was at this point that she told me her story, including the time when she went to the u.s. embassy in manila to ask for help and got nothing.  she might as well be an alien from outer space asking for directions.  she should have known that only divine intervention could help her by then.

you had receipts?  none.  who were you sending money to, any name and address?  oh, she had a name (frankly, it could be anybody's name), and the address is a post office box.  (like her, i also despaired at this point.) 

how did you get yourself into this thing?  the internet.  how did you ever begin to believe it?  a friend had her daughter placed there this same way.  where's this friend now?  do you have proof that her daughter is already there?  no answer.  at least i can have my 50% back...

please, please, don't send even a cent anymore.  she did anyway, to the tune of around 40k equivalent in pesos, purportedly for the processing of the 50% recovery of all her payments.  just this one more time, it could be real, she said in her usual hopeful attitude.  zilch.

may i point out that if anything, this friend happens to be very trusting in fellow human beings, which is a good thing, why not.  her weakness was in sticking her neck out for her daughter, who is of major age, to probably make real her own unfulfilled dreams.   

believe in your dreams, but don't pass them on for others to fulfill and live by, not even to your own children.

atot ba nimo hubag uy.  hahaha!  nalingaw pa unta kog tinan-aw sa designs sa mga handles, naputol lang kay gingilngigan ko sa estorya ni lorenz bahin sa pag-ihaw sa pigs, unya imong giliko?  fan lagi ka ni kris, no doubt.  pero sakto si tigs, gibahak ba.

victim 4

i met this wonderful woman abroad.  we had come back home the same year.  as if it wasn't enough, we turned out to be neighbors, living in different units in the same building.  so we get to see each other any time we want to.

she wants to go abroad to work again as she had done for the last 10 years or so.  she's young, married and childless.  oh, she's a chemist but had undergone professional training in physical therapy.  they call her place of work a spa. 

now, through a friend, she's had a webcam chat with an englishman in london who's in a hurry to have a nanny for his young boys.  he had even showed his kids to her on webcam.  the terms: she spends for the visa processing and flight ticket, half of which will be reimbursed when she arrived.

why would he spend for someone he hasn't met when there are many pinays already in england who would take the job anytime?  i asked.  he prefers someone who comes directly from the philippines, she answered.  (for whatever reason, she didn't say.)

but visas are processed right here in manila that's why they have an embassy, i said.  she answered that the processing is faster there and he's in a hurry.

if that were so, he can always spend for your visa processing first and you can pay your 50% share once you get there, i said.  or at least, you can call the british embassy here to ask how much is a visa fee... but there's no convincing her to cast doubts on this, i thought.

she comes back to see me a few days after.  it's a fake, she said.  she was about to send money for her supposed visa when she thought of counterchecking the bank account number.  it turned out to be an account in cavite.

she stopped right there and then.  those con men still bothered to follow her up with more sweet talk via the internet.  she'd have none of it.

then the unsolicited advice followed, unfortunately from me...

go abroad only when your husband can go with you.  it's time to keep your domestic life intact.  what more do you want?  you now have a condominium of your own, some savings, etc.  settle down with what really matters.  she did.  and we have remained great friends.     

why don't we just agree right now... that we'll do all these things if the paring bol-anon will have a concert in tagbilaran.  i'll make an additional offer myself---free kittens to all takers during the concert.  

(16) Baraha Gang, restaurants, department stores.  The cashier, sometimes in cahoots with waiters, swiftly steals account info from the customer’s credit card.

(17) Best-friend Gang, in flea markets, bargain sales.  A thief would pose as if a friend beside a shopper who is examining merchandise.  The “friend” would borrow the item, then run off, leaving the shopper to be charged for it.

http://www.philstar.com/

(14) Zest-O Gang, on buses (with apologies to the makers of the popular refreshment).  The gang operates in threes, with one, in bus conductor uniform, asking the passenger, “Ilan ho (How many)?”  Victim would reply how many riders they are.  He is given the equivalent number of juice drinks, then charged a fortune for it.  Burly cohorts menace him into paying up.

(15) Laglag barya, in public areas, transports.  Coins or bills are dropped.  As victim helps pick them up, his pocket or bag is picked.

(12) Akyat-bahay, in residential areas.  A lone or gang of porch-climbers would invade homes left for the holidays or disasters.  Youngsters are employed to break into small, unsecured windows.

(13) Pitas Gang, on public transports.  A thief picks out a victim seated by the window, to snatch the wristwatch, necklace, or earring.

(10) Bukas kotse, on main roads during heavy traffic, or parking lots of malls, churches, schools.  A pair of thieves forcibly would open the car doors to rob the motorist.  Or they’d pick the locks to strip parked cars of accessories.  Or they’d hijack the car.

(11) Dura Boys, in public areas, transports.  A man would spit at a victim who, while wiping it off, is mugged.

( 8 ) Ipit taxi.  A gang spray-paints the taxi with a different name and license number.  Not long after picking up a lone victim the cabbie stops on pretense of engine trouble.  Two cohorts jump into the rear and sandwich the victim, demanding his valuables.

(9) Estribo Gang, on public transports.  Robbers position themselves on the running board (estribo) of bus or jeepney, then announce a holdup.  In a variant, the gang systematically picks the pockets of everyone boarding or alighting.

(6) Kotong, in parks, airports, tourist districts.  Foreign tourists or balikbayans are lured into exchanging their dollars for pesos at better than published rates.  The pesos are counted in front of victim, handed over for recounting, then retrieved for wrapping.  At that point, the con man, by sleight of hand, takes back a good portion of the cash, then slips the rest in an envelope for turnover to victim.  It takes a while for the latter to realize he’s been duped.

(7) Laslas, in malls, markets, public transports.  An adult or child, posing as a vendor or pretending to be lost, distracts the victim.  A cohort swiftly slashes the victim’s pocket or bag to filch the wallet, etc.

4) Ipit Gang, in buses, trains and stations, crowded areas.  Gang operates in threes or fours.  Victim is shoved into distraction, while his pocket is picked or mobile snatched.

(5) Budol-budol, in malls, airports, classy hangouts.  It’s a con game employing a bundle (budol) of cash, but the real money is only on top and below, padded with neatly cut newspaper in between.  Victim, say, a balikbayan, is sweet-talked into helping in an emergency by swapping his dollars, mobile or jewelry with the wad of cash.  A variant involves hocking a gold bar, fake and embellished with tales of treasure hunts.  Some victims say they were hypnotized into parting with valuables.

(2) Tutok-kalawit, malls, sidewalks, outside schools, on buses and jeepneys.  The conman or woman suddenly hugs the victim like they’re old friends.  With a knife poked on his side, victim is ordered to quietly turn over cash and other valuables.  In a variant, two cohorts falsely accuse victim of stealing.  Naturally denying it, victim is asked to show proof of character.  Once he fishes out an ID card from the wallet, the gang men grab the money and scram.

(3) Ativan Gang, in bars, tourist hangouts.  Three to four males and females befriend the lone tourist.  After gaining his confidence, they tour him around, then invite him to dine in their shanty.  Ativan, a potent sleeping pill, is slipped into the drink.  The drugged victim is stripped of belongings, then dumped in a secluded place.  A variant would have a woman seducing the victim, then drugging him in the hotel room.  Most victims are knocked out for days.

this primer gives tips so you can be smarter than street criminals, whether you're in manila (where there's more of them) or tagbilaran (where they may also exist even on a lesser scale, though we must bear in mind that crimes exist where people are).  please pass this on to your friends and relations.

as excerpted from Beware of these modi operandi
GOTCHA By Jarius Bondoc
The Philippine Star, September 10, 2012

(1) Salisi, in hotel lobbies, cafés, business and tourist hangouts.  Perpetrators are courteous and well dressed, with props like attaché case or jewelry to look businesslike and affluent. They pick out a victim who is so engrossed in talk or texting to leave belongings unattended.  In swift motion they swipe the bag or laptop, and casually leave.  A variant has one or two accomplices distracting the victim by striking up a chat, pretending to be acquainted or asking for a light.

Quote from: hubag bohol on July 01, 2011, 12:46:38 PM
Baje uroy ang nahunahunaan sa karaho, ay...

tunokon o rough ang skin nga baje?  don't tell me either or ang type ni bai tigs.  bugsay pa tingali, motoo pa ko.

no problem at all, ching.  it's obvious you didn't claim the quote and neither did i.  it's all ours.

(these vignettes of illegal recruitment will be continued tomorrow.  i'm already sleepy.) 

victim 3

this made me blow my top.  tanan balikas nanggawas sa akong baba.  di maantos ang kagago, gikan sa amahan ngadto sa anak. 

is there a worse idiot than someone who surrenders her atm card to a stranger who, in turn, uses the card to continually withdraw the needed amount for the so-called processing?  the withdrawals have reached more than 400 thousand by the time i was told about it through a phone call.

money was supplied by her father, a seaman who was getting impatient with his jobless married daughter.  he thought that this series of last financial support could spell his daughter's success once and for all, a daughter who married before she finished her nursing course and who eventually finished anyway but was unlucky enough never to pass the board despite more than one try. 

the promised manna?  further nursing studies in ireland (ugh, ireland again, vrglguaps), where she can work part time at the same time, and she could take with her her whole family. 

did you meet this woman who promised you this?  no.  she's based in manila.  she said that she won't even get a cent from this herself.  (what?  are they dealing with mother teresa?)

how long had this been going on?  almost a year.  (oh-oh.  they're paying someone's monthly salary for nothing.)

how did you ever get into this?  she sent us pertinent papers from the school. ()

close the bank account, you idiots!  i shouted at the top of my voice.

attending school may make one literate.  it does not assure that one gets educated.  being educated is knowing when and how to be ashamed.  it is for those who take social responsibility seriously.  it is for persons for whom fairness and kindness is a way of life, blah-blah-blah.  chances are, the educated person is bound to know the difference between a trick and a treat and will never unknowingly give a treat in exchange for a trick.

guess who is uneducated in this instance.  it seems to me that everyone is.

victim 2

he's a young, single, intelligent guy undergoing a crisis in his current job.  he called me about this possibility of employment in ireland that promises that after 2 years he can petition for his mom and siblings.  he phoned me about it.  it's too good to be true, i said. 

rule no. 4. never forget the adage---if it's too good to be true, it usually is.

what's more, the job description that they're offering you is too incongruous with your course.  i was assured that i'm qualified because it's just a clerical job, he answered.  then check the legality of that agency with our embassy there.  he did, and was answered that no such agency exists. 

still he had second thoughts.  embassies, like government agencies that we can hardly trust, can commit mistakes.  if this chance will pass him by, it may not come again.  his current job was already hell anyway.

luckily, the first payment required for processing was only 2,000 pesos.  when he was answered that there was a hitch in the processing and that more payment was needed, he was convinced that the rat he was beginning to smell was really a rat.

he called me again to say that it was so and that the amount he had wasted wasn't much to charge to experience, much to my relief.  he learned some more.  that illegal job placement agency was based in india.

these are their stories:

victim 1

she's a newly minted nurse based in manila.  there's an offer for her to take further studies in london after which she can be employed there.  her mom, newly retired and enjoying her new life in cebu tending to their farm, gave her access to the family's bank account. 

thus began the financial "bleeding".  every time she paid a certain required amount for processing, a new "problem" always cropped up.  after payments of more than 100,000 pesos, the mom began having her doubts and came to manila.  she even talked personally with the recruiter, in an office complete with all the trappings.

my advice: stop paying.  just stop throwing good money after bad.  one just doesn't get to study abroad this way. 

how did they ever think that this was real to begin with?  a friend told them that it is so.  where's that friend?  for some other reason, they've quarreled and they haven't been in touch ever since.  which brings us to:

rule no. 3.  never trust a friend when it comes to parting with a substantial amount of money for which you won't get any official receipt.  chances are this friend will turn out not to be a friend at all.  he won't even be around to become your enemy.   

rule no. 2.  never part with money for which you won't get an official receipt.  sending money through the bank to a certain someone you haven't personally met?  just say bye-bye, tooth decay. 

these victims that i personally know have done that.  sadly, they never got their money back.  a rundown in pesos:

victim 1:  100,000 plus
victim 2:      2,000
victim 3:  400,000 plus
victim 4:  -none-
victim 5:  1.3 million (!)

a neighbor in cebu saved herself from the brink of a disastrous illegal recruitment courtesy of the internet.  she asked me about it.  as usual, i expressed my cynicism. 

klaroha na lang na ngadto sa POEA, was my advice.  she did, and was told in no uncertain terms that the agency she's talking about is not on their list.  saved in time, i must say.  naa na ra ba untay mga silingan nga motabang niya ug raise sa initial needed amount of 24k pesos. 

what i find disgusting is how educated people fall prey.  magdamgo na man lang, gamiton na lang unta ang utok.

rule no. 1.  do not trust the internet.  kailangan pa bang i-memorize yan?

every tom, dick and harry, including every tammy, ditas and harriet, can put up any money-making gimmick on the internet.  some are legal, some are not.  one must learn to research, check and countercheck.

in the case of job recruiters, one can always countercheck with the Philippine Overseas Employment Administration (POEA) of the Department of Labor and Employment (DOLE) if their agencies are duly accredited.  this accreditation is at the frontline of the potential worker's protection.

kahibawo na man gyod tag mga estorya bahin aning illegal recruiters, ambot nganong daghan lang gihapon ang biktima.

today, i learned of a new victim of illegal recruitment.  she is the fifth victim i know in the last two years who's close to me.  close, because these victims that i personally know are either close friends or relatives. 

three of them had asked for my opinion first, no one listened.  i realized why.

illegal recruiters play to one's dreams.  they're sweet and convincing talkers, should they switch careers from illegal recruitment to real estate, they can sell a subdivision lot on the moon. 

because one wants so much the idea of a job abroad, one will believe anything.  my contrary opinion was almost always brushed aside.  in not so many words, my friends and relatives who became victims implied that they knew better and my opinion was just an opinion of someone who's not interested.

if we consider only the last sentence, it just wouldn't make sense.  maayo gani kay ang nag-una nga sentence maoy tip sa pagsabot ani.

pictures bi, kun naa man galing.  it's great to see pictures of real people gardening.

hey, dare you not open the fly or the bees will sting like a swat team.

Quote from: hubag bohol on September 09, 2012, 08:02:18 AM
Hala, 28 na diay ka, Bay Vist? Abi nakog manghod ra kaayo ka ni Bay Tigbao, as in fresh graduate o college senior ba hinuon...

maguwang pa diay nimo si flying segs kay layo pa man ka sa imong college graduation.

Quote from: vrglguapo on September 09, 2012, 04:31:51 AM
OK Lang ug edaran kay mao ra ba ang hilig sa mga gurls Karon ang edaran Kay more experience and more money lol.

ayayaaayyy... usa ba ni sa imong tuyo mao nga dato ka?  tekret.  ajaw lang ko tubaga.

Quote from: Vistabel on September 09, 2012, 01:59:05 AM
akong edad nga 28 dili paman siguro ni matawag ug edaran pero niana man lagi ko, ibig sabihin dili tanan.

aw, kun avatar ang basihan, dakog puruhan nga mo-amen gyod ka nako, flying segs.  hinaot lang unta nga magkawo ka kun mag-eb ta kay kun hus-on nang kaw-a, ako ang mo-amen nimo, okay?

the wikipedia says that wound licking among animals is beneficial because of the anti-bacterial properties of saliva.  it has its own risks, though.  thus i'd rather choose to err on the side of safety.  licking constantly keeps the wound moist and could lead to complications.  i won't take that risk. 

as always, i read up as much as i can, preferably conflicting claims, and then i ask the veterinarian, preferably more than one.

that is as unscientific as the old wives' tale that cats' faces should be rubbed on their own dirt so they won't mess up your place.  that's cruelty to the cat.  and why bother when the trick is to simply provide the cat with a "cat toilet" (cat litter box with the proper litter sand).

as for frisky, she may have ended up chewing the surgical thread had her mouth been given access to her wound.

aw, come on.  oddjob is your back view.  up front, you are thoroughly jaws.  you're too modest for comfort, mr j.

how sad.  my prayers.

Quote from: hubag bohol on September 08, 2012, 10:52:19 PM
He he, kon naay ginganlan og Bahal, ready si Bay Bugs nga mo-adopt...

ayaw kaguol.  naay upat umaabot.  si bahal, bahalina, tuba, ug tungog.  imo tanan ha?

Quote from: hubag bohol on September 08, 2012, 10:50:24 PM
He he, wa ba kahay mo-react ani nga baje nga TB member...

sakto sa math, pero sangkiig gamay sa biology...   maguwang ug 16 years tuod, pero ang edad 36 pa. 

another answer: i thought there was such a thing as mixed metaphors, thus there should also be a thing as mixed symbolisms.

All at once he was alone in this noisy hive with no place to roost." (Tom Wolfe, The Bonfire of the Vanities)

what's wrong with "si hubag bohol nag-tubag bohol"?  layo ra baya ang hubag ug tubag bisag pareha silag apelyido.

hehe, jumping to conclusions when you should have walked the tightrope.

ohhh?  then the male of the kind must be roosters then?  they're just pretending that they're dogs?  that's one answer.

di ko mosalig ani.  asa kaha padung ang i-flush, yikes.

so much for privacy.  with email, there's hacking.  with snail mail, there's pilfering.  with spoken words, there's misquoting.  i wonder what's the downside with sign language. 

true?  honest?  aber kun unsay iyang ikasulti ana...

i've homed frisky.  she's now back to her owner after her surgery (spaying) wound had healed.

frisky

now we have whisky.  i hope for a good home for her one day.

whisky

kinsay gusto ninyong mo-home ug kitten, huhuhu.  taga-tigs, kun di lang ka daghan ug iring karon, shot gyod unta ni si whisky nimo. 

then a man stepped on her.  it was evening, that's why.  we all shouted.  i thought she was a goner.  luckily, that particular part of the sidewalk had some small potholes.  frisky managed to get through the cracks.  she seemed unharmed because she continued eating.  i was touched by her will to live.  okay i won't call it 'will', i'll call it instinct then.  by whatever term, i was impressed. 

why don't you just have it, the policeman said to me.  in a few minutes, it will go to the street, and everything will be over.

so i stood there for some 30 minutes, watching where it will go.  this is crazy, i thought.  i can't stay here forever.  so there, we have her. 

i can't help but pick whisky up two weeks ago in a terribly busy sidewalk.  she was just a fist sized thing, alone and shaking, hungry and thirsty.  i stopped by to give her cat food, which she at once gobbled up. 

a policeman pointed to a garbage can, thinking that i was littering.  i'm giving food to a very small kitten, i said.  that was when he and some other people noticed her too.  i asked around if anyone would care to have her.  no one was interested. 

this is whisky.  her name is in honor of her favorite food, whiskas.  it's not the whisky of the scottish/canadian/japanese kind of drink, no, not at all.

she was at my feet when this picture was taken, while i was tb dokdoking.  kay di man mahimo nga liwat siya sa dust pan, her favorite sleeping place second only to my lap, na, hala, liwat na lang siya nako.   

may kinutoban ang tanan, apil na ang pagsundogsundog ug laing karaang bugoy.

orangutan see, orangutan do...

a training for human patience...

how to train a human being nga may pagka liwat sa iro...

no, no, and no!  i'm not going to marry your friend's daughter!

member of the TB elite corps?

ikaw gyod.  ajaw hilabti ang yutang natawhan ni john paul 2, pliz.

pagamaygamay lang.  asa ka may...

you flatter me too much, jaws.


ambassador hubag bohol, sir.

ang iring di iro sama nga ang tawo di iring.  gahi rag ulo ning tawo.  di huktan ang iring ug guyoron, in whatever language!

german sa duck man lagi ang letra sa iyang t-shirt.  german nang bataa tingali uy.

a professional and very good copycat:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YRU-tmeixC0#ws

n.b. A maximum security prison with 1500 Filipinos were treated to a visit by Michael Jacksons long-time choreographer Travis Payne and dancers Daniel Celebre and Dres Reid to learn performances from THIS IS IT.

some comments:

Murder rates in the Phillipines dropped dramatically since all gang wars are being decided by dance-offs. -obermegalutschoar

Can I go to the prison now?! -lesliem biala

a little reminiscing, the famed sister act, cebu provincial detention and rehabilitation center (CPDRC) version, 2007:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2CPg9GWBoL0#

some comments:

how many lashes do they get if they refuse to dance? -TjenkinsandAige

The law make them participate in dancing as their exercises. That's what I at least heard or read. I love the Philippines. -DjProductionDj

shit4brains,,havent u heard..its more fun in the phillipines prison..try it,u might like it in there.. -montero0987

pinaborit nakong lingaw ug mga madre.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VPpd-6X3tEo#

kay gihimo mang bar, da, wa na hinooy lugar para inodoro.

Quote from: hubag bohol on September 08, 2012, 08:11:12 AM
He he, basin taas na ang dosage sa Viagra...

time for regrets, then.

the name is bond, ms islander bond, tb secret agent, sir.

wa man dinhi si bugsay.  tua na to nibakasyon sa balingsya, the home of the brave tsaynis and the land of the free ginamos.

Quote from: hubag bohol on September 08, 2012, 09:25:33 AM
Sakto. Naay straight jud sigon sa ilang pagkatawo, naa puy na-straight gumikan sa ayuda sa unlan...

straight gyod diay ning unlan sa?  unlang tuwid.

heaven!

being called a "comedian" didn't sit well with him when he first took the senate seat more than a decade ago.  it took a columnist (the late adrian cristobal) to make him perhaps realize that there's no shame in being a comedian.  if i remember it right, i believe the argument of cristobal at the time was that most of today's literate world still know about moliere.  but who of us today know of any senator during moliere's time?

Quote from: Lorenzo on September 08, 2012, 01:25:42 AM
arang OA kaajo....

he's a tv sitcom guy, that's why.

Quote from: hubag bohol on September 07, 2012, 06:12:55 PM
Hmm, plagiarized tears?

plagiarized from crocodiles?

hahaha!  i enjoyed reading your thoughts and opinions of two years back.  any change?  any regrets?

Quote from: chicogon on September 08, 2012, 12:46:01 AM
20+ years ago I thought I heard "Balatkayo" being played on American radio... but when I listened to it intently it was an old American composition. I then researched who the composer of Anthony Castelo's "Balatkayo" i found out it was attributed to Joey and Tito Sotto. No! "Balatkayo" is not an original OPM. Now samot nako motoo it was plagiarized/infringed!!!

bisan giklaro na lang unta nga ang lyrics ra ang ila, di ang composition, madala-dala na...

goodness me.  way kalainan sa 3pm 'meetings' sa customs.  o sa jueteng takes sa jueteng provinces.  katuhoan.  ang di lang klaro, kinsa ang boss.  it could be anyone, bisan di ang pinakataas nga boss.  endemic man gyod intawon ning corruption sa ato uy.  but i'm hopeful we can change one day.  it might take another generation, but yes we can.    

de la peña and del rosario are not lonely and alone.

...some policemen who are known for their involvement in so-called ‘Bangketa’ operations where they arrest innocent civilians and robbing them of their cash and valuables and worst, forcing them to withdraw money from their ATM accounts.

A number of these rogue officers are said to be assigned in mobile patrol units who accost unsuspecting motorists and forces them to cough up huge amount of money by threatening to file trumped-up charges against them including violation of the anti-drugs law and the latest and most absurd, indecent phone behavior even in broad daylight and in public.

A few years ago, a group of Manila police mobile patrol officers were accused of arresting a hotel steward on trumped-up drug charges and forcing him to swallow shabu so that he will test positive for drugs and make him cough up huge amount of money.

The leader of those policemen, Senior Inspector Rolando Mendoza, was dismissed. On August 23, 2010, he seized a tourist bus in Fort Santiago and ordered the driver to go to Quirino Grandstand where he held his peers in a standoff. After several agonizing hours, Mendoza started firing, killing eight Hong Kong tourists before he was felled by a sniper bullet. (http://www.journal.com.ph/)

Quote from: hubag bohol on August 18, 2012, 01:51:26 PM

paspasa ni puppy-do motubo uy.  wa pa gani mailisi ang eyeglasses ni inday...