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                <title>Evolution of Man VS TV</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 11:11:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                <title>Super Mario Theme played with car and bottles</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 00:14:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                <title>Mango Chat</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[I had native mango (sobrang maasim) sa bahay that looks like no ones eating it... nagsawa na kasi... then meron din akong office mate na buntis... what should i do??... buntis and mango..perfect match... haha... ayun binigay ko.. after that nagkaroonkami ng magulong chat.....Dione: maasim anoDione: abocado gusto moLyn: tama...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>                 I had native mango (sobrang maasim) sa bahay that looks like no ones eating it... nagsawa na kasi... then meron din akong office mate na buntis... what should i do??... buntis and mango..perfect match... haha... ayun binigay ko.. after that nagkaroonkami ng magulong chat.....</p><p>Dione: maasim anoDione: abocado gusto mo<br>Lyn: tama lng sa kin..<br>Lyn:<br>Lyn: cla naasiman<br>Dione: haha<br>Lyn: meron ka din dala..<br>Lyn: haha<br>Lyn: pag prutas dpat ako inaalok mo..<br>Lyn:<br>Dione: wala... baka kasi uwi ako maya...<br>Lyn: tlga..<br>Dione: uso daw samin abocado ngayon<br>Lyn:<br>Lyn: cge cge..<br>Lyn:<br>Dione: manga ulit?<br>Lyn: ayos lng din..<br>Lyn:<br>Dione: dinalhan mo ba ng asin yan<br>Lyn: marami kau puno..<br>Lyn: meron ako asin<br>Lyn: hehe<br>Dione: haha....<br>Lyn: sa wendys..<br>Lyn: ay penge<br>Lyn: kulang eh..<br>Dione: ng puno?<br>Lyn:<br>Lyn: ng asin!<br>Lyn: adik<br>Dione: haha<br>Lyn:<br>Dione: sige dala ako...<br>Lyn: ng puno??<br>Dione: penge kamo...<br>Lyn: ng asin?<br>Dione: meron kami sa may bundok nung tatay ko.<br>Dione: haha<br>Lyn: ahhh<br>Lyn: ang gulo mo..<br>Lyn:<br>Dione: oo nga</p><p>salamat sa pagbabasa...&nbsp;</p><p>What do you think about this..?? </p><p>ako i think&nbsp; Ive just wasted 20 seconds of your life... haha<br></p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>what da... Free Host!!!!</title>
                <link>http://dione.i.ph/blogs/dione/?p=35</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 14:20:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[This Info might be usefulll for beginners who want to boost themselves in the web...!&nbsp; i was just looking for a free domain for a redirection and guess wat... ive just found this free hosting&nbsp; http://www.000webhost.com/&nbsp; They provide hosting absolutely free, there is no catch. You get 350 MB of...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This Info might be usefulll for beginners who want to boost themselves in the web...!&nbsp; </p><p>i was just looking for a free domain for a redirection and guess wat... ive just found this free hosting&nbsp; <font><a href="http://www.000webhost.com/50796.html" mce_href="http://www.000webhost.com/50796.html">http://www.000webhost.com/&nbsp;</a></font>  </p><p><font>They provide hosting absolutely free, there is no catch.                         You get 350 MB of disk space and 100 GB bandwidth. They                         also have cPanel control panel which is amazing and easy to use website builder. Moreover,                         there is no any kind of advertising on your pages.                                                  You can register here: <a href="http://www.000webhost.com/50796.html" mce_href="http://www.000webhost.com/50796.html">http://www.000webhost.com/50796.html</a></font></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p>               <a href="http://www.000webhost.com/50796.html" target="_blank"><img src="http://www.000webhost.com/images/banners/other/banner2.gif" alt="Free Web Hosting with Website Builder" border="0"></a>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>two nuns..</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2008 10:54:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[There were two nuns.. &nbsp;One of them was known as Sister Mathematical (SM), &nbsp;and the other one was known as Sister Logical (SL). &nbsp;It is getting dark and they are still far away from the convent. &nbsp; SM: Have you noticed that a man has been following us for &nbsp;the...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></font><strong><b><font face="Times New Roman" size="4"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"></span></font></b></strong><strong><b><font face="Arial" size="2"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"></span></font></b></strong><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=4bda3eea12&attid=0.1.1&disp=emb&view=att&th=11a3cd2b50f9e471" height="110" width="110"><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=4bda3eea12&attid=0.1.1&disp=emb&view=att&th=11a3cd2b50f9e471" height="110" width="110"> <b><font face="Arial" size="2"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"><br></span></font></b><b><font size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;">There were two nuns.. </span></font></b><b><font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt;">&nbsp;</span></font></b><b><font face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"><br><br>One  of them was known as Sister Mathematical <font color="blue"><span style="color: blue;">(SM)</span></font>, &nbsp;<br><br>and the other one was known as Sister Logical <font color="red"><span style="color: red;">(SL)</span></font>. &nbsp;<br><br>It is getting dark and they are still far away from the convent. &nbsp; </span></font></b><b><font color="blue" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: blue;"><br><br>SM:</span></font></b><font face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">Have you noticed that a man has been following us for &nbsp;<br>the past thirty-eight and a half minutes? I wonder what he wants. &nbsp;<font color="red"><span style="color: red;"><br><br>SL:</span></font></span></b> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's logical. He wants to rape us. &nbsp;<font color="blue"><span style="color: blue;"><br><br>SM: </span></font>Oh, no! At this rate he will reach  us in 15 minutes  &nbsp;<br>at the most!  What can we do? &nbsp;<font color="red"><span style="color: red;"> <br><br>SL:</span></font> The only logical thing to do of course is to walk faster. &nbsp;</span></b></span></font> <b><font color="blue" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: blue;"><br><br>SM:</span> </font></b><b><font face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;">It's not working. &nbsp;</span></font></b><b><font color="red" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: red;"> <br><br>SL:</span></font></b><b><font face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"> Of course it's not working. The man did the only &nbsp; <br>logical thing. He started to walk faster, too. &nbsp; <font color="blue"><span style="color: blue;"><br><br>SM</span></font>: So, what shall we do? At this rate he will reach us in one minute. &nbsp; <font color="red"><span style="color: red;"><br><br>SL:</span></font>  The only logical thing  we can do is split. You go that way and &nbsp;I'll go this way. He cannot follow us both. &nbsp; <br><br>So the man decided to follow <font color="red"><span style="color: red;">Sister Logical.</span></font> <br></span></font></b><br><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=4bda3eea12&attid=0.1.1&disp=emb&view=att&th=11a3cd2b50f9e471" height="110" width="110"><b><font color="blue" face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: blue;"><br><br>Sister Mathematical </span></font></b><b><font face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;">arrives at the convent and is &nbsp; <br>worried about what has happened to <font color="red"><span style="color: red;">Sister Logical</span></font>. &nbsp;<br><br>Then </span></font></b><b><font color="red" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: red;">Sister Logical</span></font></b><b><font face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"> arrives.  &nbsp;</span></font></b><font color="blue" face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: blue;"> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br><br>SM:</span></b></span></font><b><font face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"> <font color="red"><span style="color: red;">Sister Logical</span> </font>! Thank God you are here! &nbsp;<br>Tell me what happened! &nbsp;<font color="red"><span style="color: red;"><br><br>SL</span></font>: The only logical thing happened. &nbsp;The man couldn't follow us both, so he followed me &nbsp; <font color="blue"><span style="color: blue;"><br><br>SM</span></font>: Yes, yes! But what happened then? &nbsp;<font color="red"><span style="color: red;"> <br><br>SL</span></font>: The only logical thing happened. I started to run &nbsp;</span></font> </b><b><font face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"><br>as fast as I could and he  started to run as  fast as he could. &nbsp;  <font color="blue"><span style="color: blue;"><br><br>SM</span> </font></span></font></b><b><font face="Arial" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;">: And? &nbsp;</span></font></b><b><font color="red" face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: red;"> <br><br>SL</span></font></b><font face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">: The only logical thing happened. He reached me. &nbsp;</span></b></span></font><b><font color="blue" size="4"> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: blue;"><br><br>SM</span></font></b><b><font face="Arial" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;">: Oh, dear! What did you do? &nbsp; </span></font></b><font color="red" face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: red;"><b><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br><br>SL</span></b></span></font><b><font face="Comic  Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"> : The only logical thing to do. &nbsp;I lifted my dress up. &nbsp;<font color="blue"><span style="color: blue;"><br><br>SM</span></font></span></font></b><font face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"> <b><span style="font-weight: bold;">: Oh, Sister! What did the man do? &nbsp;<font color="red"><span style="color: red;"><br><br>SL</span></font>: The only logical thing to do. &nbsp;He pulled down his pants. &nbsp; <br></span></b></span></font><br><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=4bda3eea12&attid=0.1.2&disp=emb&view=att&th=11a3cd2b50f9e471" height="100" width="82"> <b><font color="blue" face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: blue;"><br><br>SM:</span></font></b><b><font face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt;"> Oh, no! What happened then? &nbsp; <font color="red"><span style="color: red;"><br><br>SL</span></font>:  Isn't it logical,  Sister? &nbsp;A  nun with her dress up can run faster than a man with his pants down. &nbsp; <br><br>And for those of you who thought it would be dirty, &nbsp; <br><br>Say two Hail Marys! </span></font></b><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=4bda3eea12&attid=0.1.3&disp=emb&view=att&th=11a3cd2b50f9e471" height="98" width="51"><br>&nbsp; <br><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=4bda3eea12&attid=0.1.1&disp=emb&view=att&th=11a3cd2b50f9e471" height="110" width="110"><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=4bda3eea12&attid=0.1.2&disp=emb&view=att&th=11a3cd2b50f9e471" height="100" width="82"> <img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=4bda3eea12&attid=0.1.3&disp=emb&view=att&th=11a3cd2b50f9e471" height="98" width="51">&nbsp; </div>                      <strong><b><font face="Comic Sans MS" size="4"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">&nbsp;and.. of  course - forward this mail!</span></font></b></strong>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Taxi DriveR = )</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 09:58:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[A taxi passenger tapped the driver on the shoulder to ask him a question. The driver screamed , lost control of the car, nearly hit a bus, went up on the footpath, and stopped centimeters from a shop window. For a second everything went quiet in the cab, then the...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[A taxi passenger tapped the driver on the shoulder to ask him a question. The driver screamed , lost control of the car, nearly hit a bus, went up on the footpath, and stopped centimeters from a shop window.<br /> <br /> <br /> For a second everything went quiet in the cab, then the driver said, &quot;Look mate, don't ever do that again. You scared the daylights out of me!&quot; <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> The passenger apologized and said, &quot;I didn't realize that a little tap would scare you so much. &quot;<br /> <br /> <br /> The driver replied, &quot;Sorry, it's not really your fault. Today is my first day as a cab driver. I've been driving a funeral van for the last 25 years.&quot;]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Baby Beatles....</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 12:01:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[[video align="align-center"]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b0GlgU5d-gI&feature=related[/video]I just found this while surfing videos about north korea...&nbsp; this is south korean Show {Wunderkind Contest } with this bibo baby beatles.......]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[video align="align-center"]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b0GlgU5d-gI&feature=related[/video]</p><p>I just found this while surfing videos about north korea...&nbsp; this is south korean Show {Wunderkind Contest } with this bibo baby beatles.......</p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>You know it's time to diet when......</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 12:11:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[a picture of you got so heavy and fell off the wall! You are diagnosed with the flesh-eating virus, and the doctor gives you 22 more years to live!You put mayonnaise on an aspirin!You go to the zoo and the elephants throw you peanuts!Your driver's license says, &quot;Picture continued on...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<a rel="nofollow"><img src="http://www.dietjokes.co.uk/images/diet-jokes-logo.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br />  <u><font size="3"><strong><br /><br /><br /></strong></font></u><font face="comic sans ms">a picture of you got so heavy and fell off the wall!<br /> </font><font face="comic sans ms"><br />You are diagnosed with the flesh-eating virus, and the doctor gives you 22 more years to live!<br /><br />You put mayonnaise on an aspirin!<br /><br />You go to the zoo and the elephants throw you peanuts!<br /><br />Your driver's license says, &quot;Picture continued on other side.&quot;!!<br /><br />You ran away and they had to use all four sides of the milk carton for your picture!<p><a rel="nofollow"><img src="http://www.clipartof.com/images/clipart/thumbnail2/6052_happy_fat_man_with_two_ice_cream_cones.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br />one day when you got in a fight and the person fighting you got lost in you!<br /><br />you eat cereal out of a satellite dish!<br /><br />your friends exercise by jogging around you!<br /><br />you sat on a Playstation 3 and it turned into a PSP!<br /><br />you are measured at 38-26-36 and that was just the left arm...!!<br /><br />when you farted, you launched yourself into orbit!!<br /><br />when drivers  had to swerve to avoid hitting you on the road, they ran out of Petrol!<br /><br />you could be the eighth continent!<br /><br />when you auditioned for a part in Raiders of the Lost Ark, you got the part of the big Rolling Ball!<br /><br />you show up on radar!<br /><br />you fell into the Grand Canyon....and got stuck!<br /><br />the firemen use you as a safety catch!!</font>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>The Good Husband</title>
                <link>http://dione.i.ph/blogs/dione/?p=28</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 17:13:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[Jack wakes up with a huge hangover after attending&nbsp;his company's Christmas&nbsp;Party. Jack is not normally a drinker, but the&nbsp;drinks didn't taste like&nbsp;alcohol at all. He didn't even remember how he got&nbsp;home from the party. As&nbsp;bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did&nbsp;something wrong.&nbsp;Jack had to force himself to...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="1"><strong><font color="red"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: red"></span></font></strong></font><font color="green" face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="1"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: green">Jack wakes up with a huge hangover after attending<br />&nbsp;his company's Christmas<br />&nbsp;Party. Jack is not normally a drinker, but the<br />&nbsp;drinks didn't taste like<br />&nbsp;alcohol at all. He didn't even remember how he got<br />&nbsp;home  from the party. As<br />&nbsp;bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did<br />&nbsp;something wrong.<br />&nbsp;<br />Jack had to force himself to open his eyes, and the<br />&nbsp;first thing he sees is<br />&nbsp;a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the<br />&nbsp;side table. And, next<br />&nbsp;to them, a single red rose! Jack sits up and sees<br />&nbsp;his clothing in front of<br />&nbsp;him, all clean and pressed. He looks around the room<br />&nbsp;and sees that it is in<br />&nbsp;perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of<br />&nbsp;the house. He takes the<br />&nbsp;aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye<br />&nbsp;staring back at him in the<br />&nbsp;bathroom mirror. Then he notices a note hanging on<br />&nbsp;the corner of the mirror<br />&nbsp;written in red with little hearts on it and a kiss<br />&nbsp;mark from his wife in</span></font><font color="blue" face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="1"><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: blue">&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></font><font color="green" face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="1"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: green">&nbsp;lipstick:<br />&nbsp;<br />&quot;Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to<br />&nbsp;get groceries to make<br />&nbsp;you your favorite dinner tonight.<br />&nbsp;I love you, darling! Love, Jillian&quot;<br />&nbsp;<br />He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is<br />&nbsp; hot breakfast,<br />&nbsp;steaming hot coffee and the morning newspaper. His<br />&nbsp;son is also at the</span></font><font color="blue" face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="1"><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: blue">&nbsp;</span></font><font color="green" face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="1"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: green">table, eating.&nbsp;<br />&nbsp;<br />Jack asks, &quot;Son... What happened last night?&quot; &quot;Well,<br />&nbsp;you came home after 3<br />&nbsp;A.M., drunk and out of your mind.. You fell over the<br />&nbsp;coffee table and broke<br />&nbsp;it, and then you puked in  the hallway, and got  that<br />&nbsp;black eye when you ran</span></font><font color="blue" face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="1"><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: blue">&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></font><font color="green" face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="1"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: green">into the door.<br />&nbsp;<br />Confused, he asked his son, &quot;So, why is everything<br />&nbsp;in such perfect order<br />&nbsp;and so clean? I have a rose, and breakfast is on the<br />&nbsp;table waiting for</span></font><font color="blue" face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="1"><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: blue">&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></font><font color="green" face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="1"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: green">me??&quot;<br />&nbsp;<br />His son replies, &quot;Oh THAT!... Mom dragged you to<br />&nbsp;the bedroom, and when<br />&nbsp;she tried to take your pants off, you screamed,<br />&nbsp;&quot;Leave me alone, I'm</span></font><font color="blue" face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="1"><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: blue">&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></font><font color="green" face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="1"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: green">married!!&quot;<br /></span></font><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" size="1"><br /><strong><font color="green"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: green">Broken Coffee Table $239.99<br />Hot Breakfast $4.20<br />Two Aspirins $.38<br /></span></font></strong><strong><font color="green"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 24pt; color: green">Saying the right thing, at the right time ...<br /></span></font></strong><strong><font color="green"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 36pt; color: green">&quot;Priceless!&quot; </span></font></strong></font>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Ang Lufet ni Inday</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Oct 2007 08:24:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[Dahil sa tindi ng kahirapan sa probinsya, namasukan si Inday bilang katulong sa Maynila. Habang ini-interview ng amo... Amo: Kelangan namin ng katulong para mag ayos ng bahay, magluto, maglaba, magplantsa, mamalengke, at magbantay ng mga bata. Kaya mo ba ang lahat ng ito? Inday: I believe that my trained...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>                 <a href="http://www.yuwie.com/yuwie.asp?r=34781"><img src="http://www.yuwie.com/images/banners/banner.gif" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size: 12pt"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt">Dahil sa tindi ng kahirapan sa probinsya, namasukan si Inday bilang <br />katulong sa Maynila. Habang ini-interview ng amo... <br /><br />Amo: Kelangan namin ng katulong para mag ayos ng bahay, magluto, <br />maglaba, magplantsa, mamalengke, at magbantay ng mga bata. Kaya mo ba <br />ang lahat ng ito? <br /><br />Inday: I believe that my trained skills and expertise in management <br />with the use of standard tools, and my discipline and experience will <br />contribute significantly to the value of the work that you want, my <br />creativity, productivity and work-efficiency and the high quality of <br />outcomes I can offer will boost the work progress. <br /><br />Amo: [nosebleed] <br /><br />Nakaraan ang dalawang araw, umuwi ang amo, nakitang me bukol si <br />junior. <br /><br />Amo: Bakit me bukol si junior? <br /><br />Inday: Compromising safety with useless aesthetics, the not-so-well <br />engineered architectural design of our kitchen lavatory affected the <br />boy&#39;s cranium with a slight boil at the left temple near the auditory <br />organ. <br /><br />Amo: [Di maka-react habang nagno-nosebleed ulit] <br /><br />Kinagabihan, habang naghahapunan. <br /><br />Amo: Bakit maalat ang ulam? <br /><br />Inday: The consistency was fine. But you see, it seems that the <br />increased amount of sodium chloride (NaCl) affected the taste  <br />drastically and those actions are irreversible. I do apologize. <br /><br />Amo: [nosebleed na naman] <br /><br />Donya: Bakit tuwing paguwi ko, nadadatnan kitang nanunuod ng tv?! <br /><br />Inday: Because I don&#39;t want you to see me doing absolutely nothing. I <br />don&#39;t want you to percieve that being idle means losing the thought <br />of learning from a communicable media. <br /><br />Donya: [hinimatay] <br /><br />Kinabukasan, sinamahan ni Inday si junior sa principal&#39;s office dahil <br />di makapunta ang amo at donya. <br /><br />Principal: Sinuntok ni junior ang kanyang kaklase. <br /><br />Inday: It&#39;s absurd! It was never a fact that he will inflict a fight. <br />I can only imagine how you handle schizophrenic kids on this <br />educational institution. Revise your policies because they&#39;re <br />beguile! <br /><br />Principal: [nag resign] <br /><br />Pag dating sa bahay, nandun na ang amo, galit na galit. <br /><br />Amo: Inday, bakit nagkalat ang basura sa likod ng bahay?! <br /><br />Inday: A change in the weather patterns might have occurred wrecking <br />havoc to the surroundings. The way the debris are scattered indicates <br />that the gust of wind was going northeast causing damage to the path <br />it was heading for. <br /><br />Amo: [napatumbling! !] <br /><br />Habang nagluluto si Inday ng hapunan, malikot si junior. <br /><br />Inday: Stop your raucous behavior. It is bound to result in property <br />damages and if that happens there will be corresponding punishment to <br />be inflicted upon you! And I won&#39;t give a damn business on the <br />repurcussions it may result in domesticating your actions! <br /><br />Junior: [takbo sa CR, pinunasan ang nagdudugong ilong!!] <br /><br />Pagkatapos magluto, nanood na ng TV si Inday. Nabalitaan nya umalis <br />si Angel Locsin sa GMA 7. <br /><br />Junior: Bakit kaya sya umalis? <br /><br />Inday: Sometimes, people choose to leave not because of selfish <br />reasons but because they just know that things will get worse if <br />they&#39;ll stay. Leaving can be a tough act, and it&#39;s harder when people <br />can&#39;t understand you for doing so. <br /><br />Junior: [tuloy ang pagdugo ng ilong] <br /><br />Nung gabing yon, me nag text ke Inday. Si Dodong, ang driver ng <br />kapitbahay, gusto maki pag text-mate. <br /><br />Inday: To forestall further hopes of acquaintance, my unfathomable <br />statement to the denial of your request - Petition denied. <br /><br />Di nagla-on, dahil sa tyaga ni Dodong, naging syota nya rin si Inday. <br />Pero di tumagal ang kanilang relasyon, at nakipag-break si Inday ke <br />Dodong. Sa labas ng gate... <br /><br />Inday: The statute restricts me to love you but you have the <br />provocations. The way you smile is the proximate cause why I love <br />you. We have some rules to think of. We have no vested rights to love <br />each other because the upper household dismissed my petition!&quot; <br /><br />Dodong: Perhaps you are mistaken, what you seem to contrive as any <br />affections for you are somewhat half-hearted. I was merely attempting <br />to expand my network of interests by involving you in my daily <br />recreation. Heretofor, you can expect an end to any verbal <br />articulation from myself&quot; <br /><br />Me dumaan na mamang basurero, at narinig ang usapan ni Inday at <br />Dodong. <br /><br />Basurero (sabi ke Inday): Be careful in letting go of the things you <br />thought are just nothing because maybe someday you&#39;ll realize that <br />the one you gave away is the very thing you&#39;ve been wishing for to <br />stay. <br /><br />Narinig ang lahat ng eto ng amo ni inday. <br /><br />Amo: { hinimatay sa sobrang nosebleed! Hanggang ngayon hindi pa <br />nagkakamalay} </span>              </p><span style="font-size: 12pt"></span>]]></content:encoded>
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