I'm wet...

Hoooray!

Today is 24th of June and what’s the big deal about it? Uhummm…It’s shower time!

I was from duty and my body’s totally, uberly tired from non-sleep 3-day straight work. Because of my midnight shifting schedule, my date and time orientation is getting bizarre. I would usually ask, “Today is 23rd, right? Oh no today is already 24th and I still got a work by tomorrow, oh crap not tomorrow, I mean today, later, blah blah”.
Alright, let’s get back to my story. Because I was pretty tired, I forgot that today is “San Juan Day”. What the!!! And it only occurred into my mind while I was already riding on the jeepney and the driver made an announcement, “humandang mabasa”. Oh crap, I got knotty because I was wearing all-white and I got books inside my cloth body bag. “No, please, this isn’t right.” I thought of riding on a train instead but I would still walk a distance before I reach my pad, so it would also be useless. “Sighed, this would be my first”. In the past few years, I just usually had cozy hibernation while the crowd was busy with the “basaan activity”(dousing of water). I was darn boring then right?. Aint got choice! The jeepney was already one train-station away from my place and one block away from the boundary of San Juan City. My heart was already jumping out, “I don’t want to get drenched, puh-leez!” and after a little bit I could already see a pack of children coming to our way. They looked as if they were ecstasy-induced animals with their shrieking noise and multitude. They were all carrying dipper filled with water and some had the 1.5 plastic coke bottles and the ala-Robocop water gun! Oh what the…I just slouched-in to the farthest seat, the one closest to the driver’s, where the skunk-aroma was coming from. I suffered that stench too much just to stay away from the frenzied gamins. But then our jeepney didn’t escape the high-spot of the fiesta’s celebration. The children (and grown-ups alike) got in and at the outset they were bargaining for coins, it seemed it was “treat or trick” game. The driver gave coins to the first pack who jumped in but then the stretched of road was lined with the “goers” and the driver’s coins were not sufficient to salvage us from the “basaan” because most of the San Juan residents were into the trip of getting all the people who’ve been passing in San Juan to get copiously wet as the peak of celebration. And when the children got uberly crazy with basaan, I loosened up and just enjoyed the moment being soaked. The children who were riding in our jeepney were already making fun with their friends, with people who were also tossing water from the streets and of course with us, I just then said, “game, basaan na!”. I asked a bottle of water from one of the children on the jeep and I started firing water too. I got uberly crazy and my fear had peter out because I was completely damp already and water was actually dripping from my uniform. When I got off from the jeep, I walked as if I was one of the Robocop characters and none had dared to splash me again.

Matthew 2:11 quotes Saint John as saying: "I indeed baptize you with water unto repentence but he that cometh after me is mightier than I, whose shoes I am not worthy to bear: he sahll baptize you with the Holy Spirit, and with fire."

It was really FUN! Happy fiesta, Happy San Juan Day!

Bye for now, matutulog muna ako! “grins”

One day in a pope's life

After getting all of Pope Benedict's luggage
loaded into the limo, (and he doesn't travel light),
the driver notices that the Pope is still standing on the
curb.

"Excuse me, Your Holiness," says the driver,
" Would you please take your seat so we can leave?"

"Well, to tell you the truth," says the Pope,
"they never let me drive at the Vatican
when I was a Cardinal, and I'd really like to drive today."

"I'm

sorry, Your Holiness, but I cannot let you do that.
I'd lose my job! And what if something should happen?"
protests the driver, wishing he'd never gone
to work that morning.

"Who's going to tell?
Besides, there might be something extra in it for you,"
says the Pope with a smile.

Reluctantly, the driver gets in the back
as the Pope climbs in behind the wheel.
The driver quickly regrets his decision when,
after exiting the airport, the Pontiff floors it,
accelerating the limo to 105 mph.
(Remember, he's German.)

"Please slow down, Your Holiness!"
pleads the worried driver.
But the Pope keeps the pedal to the metal
until
they hear sirens.

"Oh,
dear
God, I'm gonna lose
my
license --
and my job!" moans the driver.

The Pope pulls over and rolls down the window
as the cop approaches. But the cop takes one look at him,
goes back to his motorcycle, and gets on the radio.

"I need to talk to the Chief," he says to the dispatcher.

The Chief gets on the radio and the cop tells him that
he's stopped a limo going a hundred and five.

"So bust him," says the Chief.

"I don't think we want to do that, he's really big,"
said the cop.

The Chief exclaimed, "All the more reason!"

"No, I mean really important,"
said the
cop with a bit of
persistence.

The Chief then asked, "Who ya got there, the Mayor?"

Cop: "Bigger."

Chief: "The Governor?"

Cop: "Bigger."

Chief: "The President?"

Cop: "Bigger."

"Well," said the Chief, "Who is it?"

Cop:
"I think it's God!"

The Chief is stumped, " You been drinking, John?"

Cop: "No Sir."

Chief: "Then what makes you think it's God?"

Cop: "He's got the Pope as a chauffeur!


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Job at the FBI

The FBI had an opening for an assassin. After all the background checks, interview and testing were done, there were 3 finalists; two men and a woman.

For the final test, the FBI agents took one of the men to a large metal door and handed him a gun.

'We must know that you will follow your instructions no matter what the circumstances.

Inside the room you will find your wife sitting in a chair . . . Kill her!!'

The man said, 'You can't be serious. I could never shoot my wife.'

The agent said, 'Then you're not the right man for this job. Take your wife and go home.'


The second man was given the same instructions.

He took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for a bout 5 minutes.

The man came out with tears in his eyes, 'I tried, but I can't kill my wife.' The agent said, 'You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go home.'


Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the same instructions, to kill her husband.

She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard, one after another.

They heard screaming, crashing, banging on the walls.

After a few minutes, all was quiet. The door opened slowly and there stood the woman, wiping the sweat from her brow.

'This gun is loaded with blanks' she said. 'I had to beat him to death with the chair.'

MORAL:

Women are crazy. Don't mess with them.

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You are 45% Pure and the underwearoracle

You Are 45% Pure

You're not so innocent... in fact, you're quite unpure. You have seen and experienced a lot. And you're no worse for the wear!

The 100 Question Purity Test

This one is good. I even tried to lie here but it's called purity test so i left with no option than to spill out everything...So here's the result of the test. The result is not so bad, part of me is still pure. Yipee!

Because I have nothing to do today, i took this test too:
Here's the result "before taking a shower":

What Your Underwear Says About You

You're a total rebel who doesn't conform to any rules. P.S. - It's a jungle down there! You're also way too lazy to do your laundry more than a few times a year.

The Underwear Oracle

And here's the result "after taking a shower":

What Your Underwear Says About You

You enjoy wearing nice underwear, even if it comes at a hefty price tag. You're not afraid to lay around resting your hand in your pants.

The Underwear Oracle

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6 reasons why u should have a camera phone (18+)

got this from my bulk of old emails. Just wanna share this with you...

6 reasons why u should have a camera phone (18+)









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