May isang bus… At sa paghinto ng bus nagsibabaan na ang mga pasahero. Syempre nakatingin yung driver sa Rare Mirror.. May nakita syang isang babaeng naiwan… Bigla syang napapreno ng malakas… Pagtingin nya ulit sa salamin nawala yung babae.. Nagpatuloy sya sa pag-andar.. Pag tingin nya ulit sa salamin nandun naman yung babae at nakatingin ito sa kanya… Natatakot na yung driver. Kaya napapreno ulit ito… Muli syang tumingin at nawala ito…. Bago sya magpatuloy sa pag mamaneho. Nanalangin sya ng taimtim at pinasalangit ang kanyang kaligtasan…. Habang nagmamaneho… Napatingin sya ulit sa salamin.. At nakita nyang nandun nanaman ang babae…. Napapreno ulit sya ng malakas.. Nanginginig at takot na takot na sya….. Maya maya. May humawak sa kanya…. Puro pasa ang mukha ng kanyang nakita at sinabi sa kanyang…..
Babae: Manong para napo.. Baba na ako.. Kanina pa kasi ako nasusubsob kakapreno nyo ng malakas masakit na ulo ko..
A teacher asks her class, “What do you want to be when you grow up?”
Calvin says, “I wanna be a billionaire, going to the most expensive clubs, take the best bitch with me, give her a Ferrari worth over a million bucks, have an apartment in Hawaii, a mansion in Paris, a jet to travel through Europe, an Infinite Visa Card and to make love to her three times a day.”
The teacher, shocked, and not knowing what to do with the bad behavior of Calvin, decides not to give importance to what he has said and then continues the lesson.
“And you, Amanda?” the teacher asks.
Amanda says, “I wanna be Calvin’s Bitch”
Anyone dating my future wife should please take it easy on her 2day… even if she says, “Hit me Harder!” and “Faster!” Or “Tear it!”, Please don’t mind her!
…I’m begging you in the name of God, she doesn’t know what she’s saying ..
Please!
“Sabi ko sa tricycle driver hintayin nya ko. Papaload lang ako saglit. Paglingon ko may iba na syang pasahero. Alam kong nakakainip maghintay. Pero ganun pala talaga kadali humanap ng iba.”
Sa Simbahan.
Boknoy: Father, sino po ba ang gumawa sa akin ?
Father: Ang diyos iho.
Boknoy: Eh,sa mga kapatid ko ?
Father: Ang diyos din iho.
Boknoy: Ang mga pagkain namin ?
Father: Ang diyos din.
Boknoy: Ang tirahan namin ?
Father: Ang diyos din iho. Lahat ng bagay diyos ang gumawa.
Boknoy: Tama pala si nanay. Walang silbi si tatay.
A LETTER FROM AN ABORTED CHILD;
Dear Mum,
I have decided to talk to you, to let you know my
feelings. I want to know why you did it. My story is
short. I have stayed inside you for only three
months. I was very comfortable and warm. I felt
really protected. I know you are a special person
because I ate the food you ate.
I longed for the day I would see your face. Nine
months was a long time to wait, but I was
determined to wait. I had to be patient.
.
One day I heard you converse with a man about
me, and at some stage you quarreled. The man
then offered you some money to get rid of me. I
was happy and prayed that this meant that I
would at least see you, the only person that I
knew in the world: I was wrong. I had almost
forgotten the issues until I felt something sharp
pierce my tiny ear. I jerked silently and in pain,
and asked you to protect me.
.
Seconds later the object came, fiercer than before.
My tiny was cut up, starting from the ears then
arms and legs. It was an agonizing experience, my
head was then cut off and I died.
.
It took me a whole hour to die, a whole hour for an
innocent three months human being to be
murdered. I remember the whole incidence vividly
and I keep asking myself, what I did to deserve
that cruel death?
Why me? Why did you do it to me? And why was I
not given a chance to live? I know you are having
a lot of nightmares. You remain guilty for the
beastly act.
Please explain to your God why you committed the
heinous act. Personally I have forgiven you though
I never lived to see your face. My journey to back
to my creator was safe and I arrived safely. I was
given a red carpet welcome by an angel. I am
infact, without bitterness.
.
I still love you mum.
But the question is; Do u support Abortion???
A. Yes
B. No
C. Maybe, depends on circumstances
