powtahka!

ang kapal ng fez mo!

powtahka!

remember the teacher i've told you on the previous post (the one teaching [ti]). powtah un!

after almost four weeks of not talking to him, his insatiable quence for shallowness surfaced.

we had what we call the "religious ritual" whatsoever in the place i'm working on. so things, go the way it should go: singing praise song, bible reading and sharing.

singing praise is fine, as well as the gospel about the multiplication of the bread (when Jesus fed thousands of men, women and children with only five loaves of bread and three pieces of fishes). so the sharing happened it was a counter-clockwise way of voicing opinions about the gospel. it went fine, until mr./ms. (i can't identify the gender) powtah shared something, not related to the gospel, but with regard to the story he, himself created in his mind. that myself and my friend search for his error and from then on judging and questioning his competency. a very nice plot, actually if it is for "maalaala mo kaya".

bull shit man!

if i could only spit between your eyes, i would.

here you are speaking of professionalism, but you don't even know the proper channel in voicing out your shetness! why don't you go to mr. tulfo and tell your plot inside his office!

you're the very incarnation of shetness!

so that happened. mr./ms. powtah narrated his "maalaala mo kaya" version of hell. minds me of what mt friend said to my other friend when they argued: "'wag kang magpanggap naikaw si princess sarah para limusan ka ng awa (don't pretend to be princess sarah to beg for sympathy)" winner ang dialog! una, hindi kamukha ni princess sarah ang lolo/lola mo. ikalawa, hinding-hindi kaidad ni princess sarah and lolo/lola mo, at ikatlo, wala syang mabuting puso para limusan ng awa! bwahaha.

to mr./ms. powtah i'm giving this message across and straight "powtah ka".

bwahahaha!