Sunday, May 13, 2007
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Monday, April 30, 2007
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Friday, April 27, 2007
Mr. Redboots vs Montresor: The battle for Dulce Rosa
Mr. Redboots, who was tired of following kids like a love-hungry pedophile, went on a vacation in Italy. When he got down from the plane, he accidentally bumped a wine virtuoso-type of person. Redboots didn't say sorry. He was the devil, he didn't need to. When the virtuoso stood up, he quickly muttered smething about redboots wounding him for a thousand times, which was quite queer for they have only met once. He said something about redboots falling just like a certain Fortunato, someone Redboots had never heard of. The virtuoso faced Redboots and said,"I, Montresor, challenge you to race me along the catacombs of the Montresor manor. I wager my wench Dulce Rosa for those Red boots of yours". "Hmmmm... Dulce Rosa? I have heard of that name from a young boy I have been following in Mexico," thought Redboots "What was his name again? It believe it was Mateo Cepeda or some stupid thing. From what he told me, Dulce Rosa sounded HOT". "I accept your wager", said Redboots"But you have to know something about me; I am the devil and I cannot be killed... bwahahahaha". That night, Montresor waited for Redboots to arrive. Montresor planned to once again stuff another guy into the walls of his catacombs. "I'm gonna kill that sick son of a ^%$#^",Montresor thought sneakily "That'll teach him not to accidentally bump people in Italy". 5 minutes later, Redboots arrived, and to Montresor's surprise, he wasn't drunk. "Crap!", thought Montresor, "he's sober.... now what?". He then approached Mr. Redboots and he asked mr. redboots to share a glass of coke with him. Mr. Redboots agreed. "That dumbass accepted it, little does he know I have loaded the cup w/ 99% alcohol and only 1% coke", he thought "I'm only going to drink 1% of the glass so that I get that 1% of Coke, leaving only the 99% alcohol; he'll be as drunk as... um.... as a drunk-guy-thingy... ohh screw it". Montresor took the glass and drank 1% of the glass. To his surprise, that 1% got him so drunk that he wasn't sober anymore. He offered the glass to Mr. Redboots, who accidentally spilled the contents of the cup on the floor. "Sorry for spilling the drink dude", Redboots said "let's get on with the foot race already". When they reached the end of the catacombs, Montresor's sight was in reverse. He revealed to Redboots his plan of murder. He forced Redboots into the hole in the wall by trying to move in circles. When he saw that the they were seperated by the arch leading to the wall, he pushed Redboots in and started cementing it. He was so busy cementing the wall that he didn't notice Redboots was just staring at him. When he placed the last brick, he suddenly noticed the lights go out. "Crap! the devil used his powers against the light... run-away!" he said. He ran and bumped himself on the wall, leaving him unconcious. On the other side of the wall, Redboots could hear some kind of noise then a loud thump on the wall. "What the hell has gotten into that guy?" Redboots thought "The idiot just walled himself up". Seeing this act of stupidity Redboots decided to leave Italy and spent the rest of his life vacationless, spending 100% of the time stalking little boys.
The End
What happened to Dulce Rosa? This story happened in Italy, not in Mexico you retard XD
Travian:
bago matapos... dapat may:
-7 village na minimum 200 pop. each
-capital na 1000+ na pop
-1500+ phalanx at 500+ swords
-isang punong warehouse at granary
objectives:
-makaconquer ng village
-...... to follow XD
ilan kaya magagawa ko?...... bahala na XD
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Grabe nung Holy Week.... eto mga nangyari:- Sinamahan lola namin sa bahay nila(3 people, old house)
- 12 hrs of computer a day(total of 84 hrs)
- Total online contacts sa YM= 5 (saan ba kayo nagpuntahan?XD)
Sunday, April 1, 2007
grabe... saya ng Sunday ko. Sa halos lahat ng tinext ko natandaan lang na April fools day kahapon nung sinabi ko... Asteeeg XD! Inovershadow siguro ng Palm sunday ung AFD. Anyways, masaya naman kahapon..... pumunta sa Bulacan. May nagpapabasa dun sa bahay ng lolo at lola ko "Welcome To The Black Parade"When I was a young boy,My father took me into the cityTo see a marching band.He said, "Son when you grow up,would you be the savior of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"He said "Will you defeat them,your demons, and all the non-believers, the plans that they have made?""Because one day I'll leave you,A phantom to lead you in the summer,To join The Black Parade."When I was a young boy,My father took me into the cityTo see a marching band.He said, "Son when you grow up,would you be the savior of the broken, the beaten and the damned?"Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.And other times I feel like I should go.And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.And when you're gone we want you all to know.We'll carry on,We'll carry onAnd though you're dead and gone believe meYour memory will carry onWe'll carry onAnd in my heart I can't contain itThe anthem won't explain it.A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreamsYour misery and hate will kill us all.So paint it black and take it backLet's shout it loud and clearDefiant to the end we hear the callTo carry onWe'll carry onAnd though you're dead and gone believe meYour memory will carry onWe'll carry onAnd though you're broken and defeatedYour weary widow marchesOn and on we carry through the fearsOoh oh ohhhhDisappointed faces of your peersOoh oh ohhhhTake a look at me cause I could not care at allDo or die, you'll never make meBecause the world will never take my heartGo and try, you'll never break meWe want it all, we wanna play this partI won't explain or say I'm sorryI'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scarGive a cheer for all the brokenListen here, because it's who we areI'm just a man, I'm not a heroJust a boy, who had to sing this songI'm just a man, I'm not a heroI! don't! care!We'll carry onWe'll carry onAnd though you're dead and gone believe meYour memory will carry onWe'll carry onAnd though you're broken and defeatedYour weary widow marches onDo or die, you'll never make meBecause the world will never take my heartGo and try, you'll never break meWe want it all, we wanna play this part (We'll carry on)Do or die, you'll never make me (We'll carry on)Because the world will never take my heart (We'll carry on)Go and try, you'll never break me (We'll carry)We want it all, we wanna play this part (We'll carry on)