Wowowee's Willie Gate is WOW MALI!




PapiGate or Williegate, one thing is sure, Channel 2 and Revillame need to straight things out. If they can. "Honest Mistake" explanation is lame.

Bad Willie, Bad!

To make it worse, you hit Joey Deleon. Uncalled for. Another abyss low point for Willie's career. Remember the Ultra-70-deaths? Bringing back Joey's past is another cheap shot. Totally off-topic. And crying without tears is awful man.

Just watched Joey's rebuttal over at Eat Bulaga, and he's right, EXPLAIN BEFORE YOU COMPLAIN.

To-Do list's item no. 1 for Willie Revillame is, explain what the fuck happened in that video.

Poor poor people.

Barapraprarara... WOW MALI!

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Look Ma, Old Stuff To New Sandals

Thru my emerging ukay ukay business, I was able to accumulate 1500 worth of cash. Sold items were Florsheim shoes, Bench sneakers and 1 lot of gift boxes (20 pcs). The accumulated amount was enough for me to buy Rusty Lopez Sandals.

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I mentioned days back that some son of a thief took a swing at our house (my momma's actually). Roughly 100K of stuff were mugged. Ampota, my room (2nd floor) was a total mess. Just like in the films, as if they were looking for CD with classified info in it. They even stole a coupe of my shirts coz the mother fuckers were perspiring crazy. They forgot one shirt, and it was stinking real bad.

previous owner of this shirt is hell bound...

Being the last one to get married, early this year I shouldered the fortification expense of the dirty kitchen by putting bar/grills, bought additional locks, gate locks, et ce te ra.

Not knowing that there was a weak link. Since my sis moved out and they got their AC, that's where the crooks entered (2nd floor). They planned to saw the metal grills at side window at ground level but saw a better gateway. Yaah, the aircon slot at 2nd floor room. So you folks out there, check that area, check that AC slot. Secure it.

What made it easier for the mother-stealers was that an Avocado tree was planted right beside the house. That's where the monkeys got the e-le-va-tion. The avocado tree is now history.

The grills/ac slot is now welded and secured. Too late, lost items were highly valuable not only in terms of money but the sentimental value. Included in the heist was another piece I inherited from my father, necklace with a cross pendant.

be afraid for you have stolen my dad's (RIP) pendant and a cross at that....

This is the second house intrusion I've had. Last year, not even a month in my dream flat, burglars broke in too. What I lost then was my papa’s ring.

This Nov, when we transfer to our condo, I'll make sure even Houdini's great grandson will not be able to crack my home.

After this akyat bahay incident, as always, police, village security, home owners assoc all don’t have anything nice to say or do. The head security was even mentioning about residue, DNA and all that shit.

Patrol the streets, rid the village of walk-in gardeners, close other gates past 10 pm, implement IDs-to-all to all resident and employees going in and out.

Residue my ass!

I want that ring.

Fuck you thieves and fuck you security people.

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Checking in at Honda

Checking in at Honda Philippines today at around 7:30 am. After having a quote 2 weeks ago, now is the day of reckoning for my VTEC engine's seals and gaskets replacement. Additionally, oil change, spark replacements and brake system check thy will be done. With that, I'll be P10,000 or so poorer today.

I am running on a 3 pack Sky Flakes, large C2 and 2 cups of in-house coffee. I project to finish the rest of the day here. Thanks to Honda's free internet, I need not go elsewhere to do office.

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Red Horse - Ito Ang MayTama!

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In Your Face Driver's License Redemption

Last Sat, coming from D-Mac Avenue - MOA, I used Gil Puyat instead rather than EDSA. And just a slight swerve to the left, a Pasay Traffic Aide (NOT Pulis!) flagged me. Reason: I used half of the left-turning-lane to veer away from the pedestrians, and here we go again...

This time, I was carrying a PNP Police Director calling card signed by the nameholder. ‘Twas given to me by my Pulis Patola Uncle. First time I am to put this card to the test. I thought I'll get a bye using this. The Aide, or lets call him, Pasay Ultra Traffic Aide, in short, P.U.T.A., told me to contact the Police Director. Though I don't know the police director personally, I tried ringing, to no avail. Saturday perhaps, no office, I don't know.

So to Plan B I went...

The Driver-License-Philippine-Hi-Way in your face redemption. When a cop or traffic marshall says, "ikaw na ang bahala, " it's time to pay tax to the crocs. For just P200, you'll be let go like nothing happened.

Ok, Ok, Ok, I am partly to blame but hey, who wants another disruptive day going at Pasay City hall just to get my license. When for all I know, another set of crocs are out there.

Exact location: Intersection of Buendia - Taft Ave. Smell 'em. Be careful when traversing the area during lunchtime and merienda, they are out get you (and your bread, maybe literally).

Justice is swift in the Philippines.

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