The Wife of Gilbert

Happy 26th Bday to YOU Happy happy birthday to my sister Joanna Viray de Castro - Bachiller sounds good ha, hehe testing lang. Soon to be Mrs. Mike Bachiller. Oh taray. She is not here with us, I miss her so much. She is now in Taichung, Taiwan for almost three years when she left Philiipines since September 23, 2003 to work as a factory worker. A very strong person, she has determination to fullfil her dreams and a hardworking person but she is so mataray hehe. I miss the time that weve been together. We do share things and stuff. We take a bath together naked with our one sister Cristina.

Yeah right, what are you thingking huh? I'm still a virgin when comes in blogging. I don't have any experience yet, this is my first time to write a blog. They said when you blog, your articles or post must be "unique and original written in English" huhuhu it's a nosebleed for me. I'm not fluent in English how can I blog. I must develop my vocabulary in English. I must read a lot. For me it was not easy to write and expressing your thoughts. Finding a subject to write? I can't think any subject to write. Why I still want to blog? My brother-in-law who is now a pro blogger encourage us "me & my hubby" to blog. He said thru blog we can earn extra money. Bro, thanks for the wonderful idea. I was thingking that aside from working and earning a minimum salary, we can now earn extra income from our spare time. And if we are lucky, we can make it the main source of our income. Now, its a big question to me now how I can earn from blogging? So I beg...

She came home early and found her husband in their bedroom making love to a very attractive young woman. The wife was VERY upset! "You are a disrespectful pig!" she cried. "How dare you do this to me-a faithful wife, the mother of your children! I'm leaving you I want a divorce straight away!" And he replied: "Hang on just a minute luv, so at least I can tell you what happened" "Fine, go ahead", she sobbed, "but they'll be the last words you'll say to me!" And he began: "Well, I was getting into the car to drive home and this young lady here asked me for a lift. She looked so down and out and defenseless that I took pity on her and let her into the car. I noticed that she was very thin, not well dressed and very dirty. She told me that she hadn't eaten for three days! So, in my compassion, I brought her home and warmed up the enchiladas I made for you last night, the ones you wouldn't eat because you're afra...

I was a very happy man. My wonderful girlfriend and I had been dating forover a year, and so we decided to get married. There was only one littlething bothering me...It was her beautiful younger sister. My prospectivesister-in-law was twenty-two, wore very tight miniskirts, and generally wasbra-less. It had to be deliberate. One day her 'little' sister called and asked me to come over to check thewedding invitations. She was alone when I arrived, and she whispered to methat she had feelings and desires for me that she couldn't overcome. Shetold me that she wanted me just once before I got married and committed mylife to her sister. Well, I was in total shock, and couldn't say a word. She said, 'I'm goingupstairs to my bedroom, and if you want one last wild fling, just come upand get me.' I was stunned and frozen in shock as I watched her go up thestairs. I stood there for a moment, then turned and made a beeline straightto the front door. I opened the door, ...

low, low. low butete - bisaya bersion words, lyrics, performed by DJ OYE. 104.7 YES FM, cagayan de oro. City of Golden Friendship. venue: OIC(Only In Cagayan) =ANG WA KASUWAY,PANUWAY MO Butete - Bisaya Version Low DJ Oye Atung niaging gabie gi-invite mi ug bertdey… (ug bertdey..) sa party naay handang butete… Wa mi balow… Diay kadtu… Makahi-low low low low low Grabe amung shot shot ug grabe amung habhab… Pagkataud-taud mura mig malibang… (hey!) Wa mi balow.. Diay kadtu makahilow low low low low low low Bertdey to sa akung mare ug gi-invite mi ni pare.. Mag celebrate maki-party… mag-inum ug mangaun mi… Ispaghetti, bihon, mami, kinilaw pa nga butete… Oy, kalami jud ikaun kay gutom na lage ug gisugdan na ang pag-pray Nanganta na ug hapi bertdey.. After dat nangaun na mey! Klase-klase ang putahe.. And its because sa amung curiosity.. Gibira ang kinilawng butete.. First time namung makakaun ani… Busa nikuha ug nikaun mi… Atung niaging gabie, gi-invite mi ug bertdey… Sa party naay handang bu...

Alex Fletcher : [ singing ] Sleeping with a clown above my bed... [ spoken ] Alex Fletcher : "Clown" is not right Sophie Fisher : That's "cloud." Why would you put a clown in your bed? Alex Fletcher : It would not be the first time. Alex Fletcher : The best time I've had in the last fifteen years was sitting at that piano with you. Sophie Fisher : That's wonderfully sensitive... especially from a man who wears such tight pants. Alex Fletcher : It forces all the blood to my heart. Alex Fletcher : Theoretically, I could pick you up because I will be taking a cab. Sophie Fisher : I could be standing outside at 9:40 in bright orange clothes, so you wouldn't miss me... Alex Fletcher : Oh, good, you'll get some road work done while you wait, then. Alex Fletcher : [ Sophie moves a chair ] What are you doing, you madwoman, you're wrecking my apartment! Sophie Fisher : Well, I can't write sitting all the way across the room. Alex Fletcher : ...

To those who are married, not married and soon to be married. MARRIAGE When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced ...