<?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-6179653</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:43:12.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious Facts</title><subtitle type='html'>Blog, blogger, bloggest...bloggestestestest!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6179653.post-111254133639111198</id><published>2005-04-03T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T08:15:36.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PAHAMAK      Papunta ako sa isang reunion sa Calamba, Laguna kahapon. Sa Alviar’s resort.       Pagababa ko ng bus galing Alabang, nag-abang ako ng jeep papuntang Alviar’s. Medyo mahirap sumakay dahil maraming nag-a-outing. Tsaka gabi na rin yon eh. Pagkatapos ng mga 5 minutong pag-aabang, na-realize ko na asa “no loading/unloading” area pala ako (kaya pala walang pumapara). Kaya ayun, naglakad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/111254133639111198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/111254133639111198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111254133639111198' title=''/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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-6179653.post-111145591716598480</id><published>2005-03-21T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T17:45:17.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MR. ENCARNACION                                                             KALABAW: (cell phone) “Pare, gusto mo ng free tickets sa PBA?”DELICIOUS: “Sure!”KALABAW:  “Eto kausapin mo si Gelpren.”GELPREN:  “Hello Delicious. Kunin mo yung tickets sa Sta. Lucia East, 3rd Floor, old building. Dun sa office ni Mr. Encarnacion. Six tickets yun. Sabihin mo na lang sa guard, ako yung nagpapakuha, for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/111145591716598480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/111145591716598480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111145591716598480' title=''/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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-6179653.post-107746876661044348</id><published>2004-02-22T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T08:55:31.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GOODMINTONUsong-uso na talaga ang badminton! Sandamukal na badminton courts na ang nagtayuan. Bakit nga ba marami na ang gustong mag-badminton, eh dati naman hindi natin pinapansin yang mga raketa na yan na nakatiwangwang sa bodega natin. Ang mga tsimini-angels lang naman natin ang naglalaro ng badminton eh. Makikita mo na lang sa kalsada sa tapat ng bahay tuwing hapon andun sila, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107746876661044348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107746876661044348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107746876661044348' title=''/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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-6179653.post-107634793564650520</id><published>2004-02-09T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T06:43:34.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PUTANDINGWarning: 3 araw na kwento itong blog na to kaya napaka-haba. Baka ma-bato kayo. If symptoms persist consult your hair dresser.Definition of Terms:BUTANDING: or whale shark, the world’s largest and friendly fish, with the scientific name of Rhincodon typus. PUTANDING: butanding na hindi nagpapakita kahit tatlong oras na kayong paikot-ikot sa karagatan; short for "putang inang </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107634793564650520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107634793564650520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107634793564650520' title=''/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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-6179653.post-107465887088962702</id><published>2004-01-20T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T20:32:19.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KILL BILL ARCILLAThere are two things I like about violent movies. I like em bloody and gory. Napuputol na kamay, napuputol na paa, napuputol ang ulo, at sumisirit ang dugo. Dugo, dugo, dugo. Maraming dugo. Naalala ko tuloy yung kwento sa isang finals ng comartssoc, hindi ko matandaan kung sino ang nagkwento. Meron daw isang amuyong na pina-arte na vampire-vampiran, at dapat nakaka-takot siya. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107465887088962702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107465887088962702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107465887088962702' title=''/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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-6179653.post-107380050013091430</id><published>2004-01-10T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T22:15:13.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KASAL HINDI SAKALHindi normal sa lalake ang nagsusulat tungkol sa isang kasal. Pero bakla na kung bakla, magsusulat ako dahil natuwa ako sa mga pangyayari sa pinuntahan kong kasal kahapon. Dumating kami mga bandang offertory na. Tatanga-tanga kasi itong matalik kong kaibigan na si Butas, late nanaman. Alas kuwatro ang kasal sa Makati. Marikina pa kami manggagaling. Alas tres ang usapan. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107380050013091430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107380050013091430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107380050013091430' title=''/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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-6179653.post-107298482562482403</id><published>2004-01-01T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T01:09:30.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MR. CONYO MEETS MR. DELICIOUS IN 2004Fuck pare, its fucking 2004 na pare! And you know what pare, in a few moments I'm gonna be interviewing a guy that I've been idolizing all my life. Fuck pare, I'm so excited pare! He's Mr. Delicious pare, and he's so cool pare!!! Here he comes pare! Catch you later pare....Fuck!MR. CONYO: (nervous) Good evening Mr. Delicious sir, I'd like to have an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107298482562482403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107298482562482403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107298482562482403' title=''/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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-6179653.post-107238026840079036</id><published>2003-12-25T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T22:27:04.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHABU PO NINONG, SHABU PO NINANGMalamig ang gabi at masarap matulog kaya dumeretso na ko sa kwarto ko. Pagpasok ko nagulat ako nang makita ko ang isang magandang babaeng mahaba ang buhok, maputi at makinis ang balat, na nakahilata sa kama ko. Isang malaking T-shirt lang ang suot niya at wala nang iba. Tumingin sya sa akin na parang nang-aakit at tinawag ako. "Halika, tabihan mo ko." sabi niya. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107238026840079036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107238026840079036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107238026840079036' title=''/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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-6179653.post-107229225902173786</id><published>2003-12-24T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T11:03:28.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SIN-BANG GABIIt is said that simbang gabi is the longest and most popular among all Filipino traditions. It is also said that its roots have been traced back to the late 1500's in Mexico. Matagal na pala nating ginagawa ang simbang gabi pero ngayong taon ko lang talaga nalaman kung para saan yon. Or baka tanga lang ako. hehe. Nine day Novena pala ang simbang gabi para kay Mama Mary. Akala ko </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107229225902173786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107229225902173786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107229225902173786' title=''/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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-6179653.post-107182852646241120</id><published>2003-12-19T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T08:41:17.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHEN YOU'RE DOWN AND OUCHI had an experience back in college during my sophomore year that changed the meaning of friendship for me. I was on my way home trudging the inclined road towards the library just near the "kalapegasus" (kalabaw na may pakpak) when I saw two girls that I knew. As I approached them I noticed that one was crying while the other was pacifying the latter. I smiled and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107182852646241120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107182852646241120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107182852646241120' title=''/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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-6179653.post-107157499961251065</id><published>2003-12-16T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T10:11:46.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PASAS WITH WINGS2nd of the "Fuck Pare" series (don't forget the low tone conyo accent)Fuck pare! It was kadiri pare. In fact it was so kadiri you could say "Fuckity Fuck" pare! I was having my lunch at some cheap restaurant pare, my ulam was afritada. I was so hungry I just kept making nguya my food pare. Then as I was finishing my food pare, something black on my spoon caught my eye pare. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107157499961251065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107157499961251065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107157499961251065' title=''/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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-6179653.post-107147250853501211</id><published>2003-12-14T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T09:28:44.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HIGH IS-COOLMost people say that high school was the best part of their scholastic lives. I never agreed. For me, it sucked. I don't know why, but it just sucked. It's not that i hated it, but there's a thin line between hating something and thinking that something sucks. Anyway, I'd like to reminisce for a while and go back 17 years ago (Oo 17 years nga, bingi ka ba?) when i first landed on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107147250853501211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107147250853501211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107147250853501211' title=''/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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-6179653.post-107113461036155398</id><published>2003-12-11T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T09:19:09.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DISIPLINADOZ BEFORE MASKULADOZ(conyo accent with a low tone)Fuck pare, I went to the gym yesterday pare, and guess what pare. My body hurts like hell pare! Fuck talaga pare. I gotta go to the spa and have a massage pare. And you would'nt believe it pare, i met Cindy Corleto at the gym and she wants to go jetskiing with me pare.  I turned her down pare. Im sawa na of jetski, I always do that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107113461036155398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107113461036155398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107113461036155398' title=''/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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-6179653.post-107086882729954043</id><published>2003-12-07T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T09:18:39.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DOMO ARIGATO MISTER ROBOTOAnd we all thought he was dead. Hah! Welcome home Kumander Robot! Finally they nailed the mother fucker. Its about time they caught him. His real name is Galib Andang which reminds me of Kahlil Gibran. achechepacheche! If Francis Magalona is the "Master Rapper" and Russel Crowe is  "Master and Commander"(by the way, this movie is a NO-NO. It bored the shit out of me), </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107086882729954043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6179653/posts/default/107086882729954043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morepainplease.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107086882729954043' title=''/><author><name>aeus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039491769047913516</uri><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>
