the junkyard
it's rubbish, it's clutter... but i just can't throw them to oblivion


Tuesday, September 30, 2003  

Mga lasa ng gatas ng babae

1. Dalagita? fresh milk
2. Dalaga? pasteurized
3. Bagong kasal? skimmed
4. Matagal nang kasal? yogurt
5. Matandang dalaga? taho
6. Lola? tokwa

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Gusto ng isang mister na magregalo ng bra para sa kanyang misis, ngunit hindi niya alam kung anong size ang bibilhin.

Salesgirl: Sinlaki ho ba ng papaya ang boobs ni misis?
Mister: Hindi.
Salesgirl: Mala-mansanas?
Mister: Hindi.
Salesgirl: Ahhh?parang itlog?
Mister: Oo! Pero prito, ha?!

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Usapan ng magkaibigan

Gina: Halata na ang tiyan mo, bakit hindi pa kayo magpakasal ng boyfriend mo?
Katrina: Ayaw ng pamilya niya, eh!
Gina: Sino ang may ayaw, ang tatay o nanay niya?
Katrina: Iyung misis niya!

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Kulas: Kumusta ang bakasyon, Tulume
Tulume: Masama. Sabado, napilay ang manok ni tiyong, ang ulam namin, tinola. Linggo, napilay ang baboy, ang ulam namin, litson. Kanina, napilay si tiyong, ang ulam namin, hindi ko inalam. Kumain ako sa labas.

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Nag-aaway ang dalawang tanga

Kulas: Ano ba ang gusto mo, away o gulo?
Tomas: Away na lang para walang gulo!

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Sa hardin ng Paraiso

Adam: Lord, hindi ko na kaya ang pagtukso ng ahas sa akin!
Lord: Maging matatag ka, anak. Ano ba ang tukso ng ahas sa iyo?
Adam: Uy Supot! Supot! Supot!

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Usapan ng tatlong lalaki

Tulume: Ang tanga ng misis ko. Bumili ng answering machine, wala kaming telepono.
Juan: Mas tanga ang misis ko. Bumili ng scanner, wala naman kaming computer.
Kulas: Pinakatanga ang misis ko. Lagi siyang may condom sa bag, wala naman siyang titi.

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Txt ng mag-ama

Anak: Dear Itay, padalhan mo ako ng pera. Kasi, ang mga gamit ko, pinagkakain ng daga.
Itay: Dear Anak, wala akong pera. Kung gusto mo, meron ditong pusa.

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Totoy: Inay, ano po ba iyong sex?
Inay: Ah, eh, iyan ang ginagawa ng mag-asawa para magkaanak.
Totoy: Ang haba naman noon, Inay! Paano ko isusulat iyan sa biodata?

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Sa isang ospital, pagkatapos ng operasyon

Pasyente: Dok, bakit ganito ang operasyon sa ulo? Halos kita na ang utak ko.
Dok: Okey iyan. At least, open-minded ka na ngayon.

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Inday: Sir, karamihan pala ng nakalibing sa sementeryo, ginahasa!
Sir: Paano mo nalaman?
Inday: Kasi, nakalagay sa lapida nila . RIP!

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Sa airport canteen, umorder ang isang American

Kano: Miss, will you please give me one few two?
Tindera: What, sir?
Kano: I said one few two.?
Tindera: Oh, puto!
Kana: Yeah, that's right!
(Sa loob-loob ng tindera, tangna! Puto lang, pino-few two few two pa! Gagantihan ko siya!?)
Tindera: Okey, sir? what color do you want? few la? or few ti?

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Hinahanap ni misis ang kanyang panty

Misis: Nakita mo ba iyong panty ko?
Mister: Hindi. Tanungin mo si Inday.
Misis: Inday! Nakita mo ba yung panty ko?
Inday: Hindi po.
Misis: Naku, Inday! Baka kinuha mo ang panty ko, ha?!
Inday: Naku, ma'am! Hindi ho ako nagpa-panty! Alam ho iyan ni Sir!

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Hindi raw bingi

Kustomer: (sumisigaw) PABILI NG HOPE!
Tindero: Huwag mo akong sigawan! Hindi ako bingi? ilang Coke ba ang bibilhin mo?

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Kumpisalan

Tulume: Father, patawarin po ninyo ako.
Pari: Ano ang kasalanan mo?
Tulume: Nagnakaw po ako ng limang manok.
Pari: Magdasal ka ng limang Ama Namin.
Tulume: Father, walong Ama Namin na po ang dadasalin ko. Babalikan ko pa 'yung naiwang tatlong manok.

posted by Jet | Tuesday, September 30, 2003


Monday, September 29, 2003  

This might seem pretty strange... But even if you are not a believer, you should read this...

What is the shortest chapter in the Bible?
Answer - Psalms 117

What is the longest chapter in the Bible?
Answer - Psalms 119

Which chapter is in the center of the Bible?
Answer - Psalms 118

There are 594 chapters before Psalms 118.

There are 594 chapters after Psalms 118.

Add up the 594 plus 594, and you get 1188.

What is the center verse in the Bible?
Answer - Psalms 118:8

Does this verse say something significant about God's perfect will for our lives? The next time someone says they would like to find God's perfect will for their lives and that they want to be in the center of His will, just send them to the center of His Word!

Psalms 118:8 (NKJV) "It is better to trust in the LORD than to put confidence in man."

Now isn't it amazing how this worked out (or was God in the center of it)?

I have said a prayer for you today.

"Father God bless _________ in whatever it is that you know he/she may be needing this day! And may ________ 's life be full of your peace, prosperity and power as he/she seeks to have a closer relationship with You. Amen."

Faith doesn't get you around trouble, it gets you through it.

posted by Jet | Monday, September 29, 2003


Friday, September 19, 2003  

"Why are you crying?", a young boy asked his Mom.

"Because I'm a woman", she told him.

"I don't understand", he said.

His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will, but that's o.k.".......

Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does Mom seem to cry for no reason?".

"All women cry for no reason", was all his Dad could say......

The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry. Finally he put in a call to God and when God got back to him, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?"

GOD answered......"When I made woman, I decided she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet, made her arms gentle enough to give comfort...

I gave her the inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times will come even from her own children.

I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going and take care of her family and friends, even when everyone else gives up, through sickness and fatigue, without complaining....

I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances. Even when her child has hurt her badly....

She has the very special power to make a child's boo-boo feel better and to quell a teenager's anxieties and fears....

I gave her strength to care for her husband, despite faults and I fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart. I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.

For all of this hard work, I also gave her a tear to shed. It is hers to use whenever needed and it is her only weakness....

When you see her cry, tell her how much you love her, and all she does for everyone, and even though she may still cry, you will have made her heart feel good. She is special!"

posted by Jet | Friday, September 19, 2003


Tuesday, September 16, 2003  

A Pinoy dies and goes to hell. There he finds that there is a different hell for each country. He goes first to the German hell and asks, "What do they do here?" He is told "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour, then they lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the German devil comes in and whips you for the rest of the day."

The man does not like the sound of that at all, so he moves on. He checks out the USA hell as well as the Russian hell and many more. He discovers that they are all more or less the same as the German hell. Then he comes to the Filipino hell and finds that there is a very long line of people waiting to get in. Amazed he asks, "What do they do here?" > He is told "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour. Then they lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the Filipino devil comes in and whips you for the rest of the day."

"But that is exactly the same as all the other hells - why are there so many people waiting to get in?"

Because there is always a brownout, so the electric chair does not work. Somebody stole all the nails to sell it "por kilo". And the devil used to be a public official, so he comes in, punches his time-card, shakes hands with all the people waiting there and then goes back home..."

posted by Jet | Tuesday, September 16, 2003


Friday, September 12, 2003  

TO MY DEAR WIFE:

During the past year I have tried to make love to you 365 times.

I have succeeded 36 times, which is an average of once every ten days.

The following is a list of why I did not succeed more often:

54 times the sheets were clean
17 times it was too late
49 times you were too tired
20 times it was too hot
15 times you pretended to be sleep
22 times you had a headache
17 times you were afraid of waking the baby
16 times you said you were too sore
12 times it was the wrong time of the month
19 times you had to get up early
9 times you said weren't in the mood
7 times you were sunburned
6 times you were watching the late show
5 times you didn't want to mess up your new hairdo
3 times you said the neighbors would hear us
9 times you said your mother would hear us

Of the 36 times I did succeed, the activity was not satisfactory because:

6 times you just laid there
8 times you reminded me there's a crack in the ceiling
4 times you told me to hurry up and get it over with
7 times I had to wake you and tell you I finished
1 time I was afraid I had hurt you because I felt you move

KEEP READING.......

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TO MY DEAR HUSBAND:

I think you have things a little confused. Here are the reasons you didn't get more than you did:

5 times you came home drunk and tried to screw the cat
36 times you did not come home at all
21 times you didn't cum
33 times you came too soon
19 times you went soft before you got in
38 times you worked too late
10 times you got cramps in your toes
29 times you had to get up early to play golf
2 times you were in a fight and someone kicked you in the balls
4 times you got it stuck in your zipper
3 times you had a cold and your nose was running
2 times you had a splinter in your finger
20 times you lost the notion after thinking about it all day
6 times you came in your pajamas while reading a dirty book
98 times you were too busy watching football, baseball, etc. on TV

Of the times we did get together:

The reason I laid still was because you missed and were screwing the sheets.
I wasn't talking about the crack in the ceiling, what I said was, "Would you prefer me on my back or kneeling?"
The time you felt me move was because you farted and I was trying to breathe.

posted by Jet | Friday, September 12, 2003


Thursday, September 11, 2003  

I had some free time, so what did I do?
I checked the computer to see if I'd heard from you!

I used to walk out to a box to retrieve mail.
But I'd rather get it instantly, than wait on the snail!

Checking my e-mail is always fun!
I usually get a joke or greeting from someone.

I feel so blessed because on the other end,
I know I've connected with a friend!

When I've had a hard day and need to share,
Here I can find a friend who will listen and care.

And to this friend I hope I've let them know
That I am always there for them also!

Isn't it a strange kind of bond we form?
It isn't exactly like the "norm"!

But, where is it written, face to face we must be,
For you to be a very good friend to me??

That little joke or note, or just a simple "Hi",
Could be like a ray of sunshine from the sky!

So my online pals, this is dedicated to you,
For all the smiles you have made anew!

May our friendship continue to grow,
And the warmth we feel continue to flow!

Always remember this...
A smile is such an easy thing to pass along the way,
Like a ray of summer sunshine,
On a somewhat gloomy day!!

Thank you for being my Online Friend!!!

posted by Jet | Thursday, September 11, 2003


Wednesday, September 10, 2003  

A young man was getting ready to graduate from college.

For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.

As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car.

Finally, on the morning of his graduation his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautifully wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible.

Angrily, he raised his voice at his father and said, "With all your money, you give me a Bible?" and stormed out of the house, leaving the holy book.

Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his father was very old,
and thought perhaps he should go to him.

He had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care of things.

When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to search his father's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With tears, he opened the Bible, and began to turn the pages.

As he read those words, a car key dropped from an envelope taped behind the Bible. It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words ... PAID IN FULL.

How many times do we miss God's blessings because they are not packaged as we expected?

posted by Jet | Wednesday, September 10, 2003


Tuesday, September 09, 2003  

Dwell not on the past. Use it to illustrate a point, then leave it behind. Nothing really matters except what you do now in this instant of time. From this moment onwards you can be an entirely different person, filled with love and understanding, ready with an outstretched hand, uplifted and positive in every thought and deed.

There is but one cause of human failure. And that is man's lack of faith in his true self.

posted by Jet | Tuesday, September 09, 2003


Monday, September 08, 2003  

During the waning years of the depression in a small southeastern Idaho community, I used to stop by Mr. Miller's roadside stand for farm-fresh produce as the season made it available. Food and money were still extremely scarce and bartering was used, extensively. One particular day Mr. Miller was bagging some early potatoes for me. I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily appraising a basket of freshly picked green peas. I paid for my potatoes but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas. I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes. Pondering the peas I couldn't help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller and the ragged boy next to me.

"Hello Barry, how are you today?"

"H'lo, Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus' admirin' them peas... sure look good."

"They are good, Barry. How's your Ma?"

"Fine. Gittin' stronger alla' time."

"Good. Anything I can help you with?"

"No, Sir. Jus' admirin' them peas."

"Would you like to take some home?"

"No, Sir. Got nuthin' to pay for 'em with."

"Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?"

"All I got's my prize marble here."

"Is that right? Let me see it."

"Here 'tis. She's a dandy."

"I can see that. Hmmmm, only thing is this one is blue and I sort of go for red. Do you have a red one like this at home?"

"Not'zackley .....but, almost."

"Tell you what. Take this sack of peas home with you and next trip this way let me look at that red marble."

"Sure will. Thanks, Mr.Miller."

Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me. With a smile she said: "There are two other boys like him in our community, all three are in very poor circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples, tomatoes or whatever. When they come back with their red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn't like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one, perhaps." I left the stand, smiling to myself, impressed with this man.

A short time later I moved to Colorado but I never forgot the story of this man, the boys and their bartering. Several years went by each more rapid than the previous one. Just recently I had occasion to visit some old friends in that Idaho community and while I was there learned that Mr. Miller had died. They were having his viewing that evening and knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany them.

Upon our arrival at the mortuary we fell into line to meet the relatives of the deceased and to offer whatever words of comfort we could. Ahead of us in line were three young men. One was in an army uniform and the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits and white shirts ... very professional looking. They approached Mrs. Miller, standing smiling and composed, by her husband's casket.

Each of the young men hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, spoke briefly with her and moved on to the casket. Her misty light blue eyes followed them as, one by one, each young man stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand over the cold pale hand in the casket. Each left the
mortuary, awkwardly, wiping his eyes. Our turn came to meet Mrs. Miller.

I told her who I was and mentioned the story she had told me about the marbles. Eyes glistening she took my hand and led me to the casket. "Those
three young men, who just left, were the boys I told you about. They just told me how they appreciated the things Jim "traded" them. Now, at last when Jim could not change his mind about color or size ... they came to pay their debt.

"We've never had a great deal of the wealth of this world," she confided, "but, right now, Jim would consider himself the richest man in Idaho."

With loving gentleness she lifted the lifeless fingers of her deceased husband. Resting underneath were three, exquisitely shined, red marbles.

Moral: We will not be remembered by our words, but by our kind deeds. Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath.

posted by Jet | Monday, September 08, 2003


Thursday, September 04, 2003  

"Let us learn to appreciate that there will be times when the trees will be bare, and look forward to the time when we may pick the fruit."

posted by Jet | Thursday, September 04, 2003


Wednesday, September 03, 2003  

Here's what you are supposed to do...and DON'T BE LAME and spoil the fun. Do it. Copy, not forward, this entire e-mail by scrolling down through it and paste it onto a new e-mail that you will send. Change all the answers so that they apply to you. Then, send this to a whole bunch of people you know INCLUDING the person who sent it to you. The theory is that you will learn a lot of little known facts about those who know you. Remember to send it back to the person who sent it to you.


1. WHAT TIME DO YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING?
weekdays and Sundays, 6 am; Saturdays, between 7 and 8 am

2. IF YOU COULD EAT LUNCH WITH ONE FAMOUS PERSON, WHO WOULD IT BE?
Confucius

3. GOLD OR SILVER?
silver

4. WHAT WAS THE LAST FILM YOU SAW AT THE CINEMA?
Chicago

5. FAVORITE TV SHOW?
Globe Trekker... formerly Lonely Planet and Discovery Channel's City Cabs

6. WHAT DO YOU HAVE FOR BREAKFAST?
don't usually have breakfast but if I do, it will be white bread with butter and orange marmalade

7. WHAT WOULD YOU HATE TO BE LEFT IN A ROOM WITH
a snake

8. CAN YOU TOUCH YOUR NOSE WITH YOUR TONGUE?
tried 3 times... almost made it but not quite

9. WHAT INSPIRES YOU?
Papa Jay and my family

10. WHAT'S YOUR MIDDLE NAME?
middle maiden name: Lecitona; middle married name: Ramirez

11. BEACH, CITY, Or COUNTRY?
Beach

12. SUMMER OR WINTER?
don't know what winter is like

13. FAVORITE ICE CREAM?
Brownie Nut Fudge but they don't make it anymore

14. BUTTERED, PLAIN, OR SALTED POPCORN?
buttered

15. FAVORITE COLOR?
black and beige, used to be black and red

16. FAVORITE CAR?
classic toyota corona

17. FAVORITE SONGS:
a lot

18. FAVORITE SANDWICH FILLING?
butter and orange marmalade

19. TRUE LOVE?
Papa Jay

20. WHAT CHARACTERISTICS DO YOU DESPISE?
sarcastic, stuck-up, liars

21. FAVORITE FLOWER?
lily of the valley

22. IF YOU HAD A BIG WIN IN THE LOTTERY, HOW LONG WOULD YOU WAIT TO TELL PEOPLE?
family, at once... friends, maybe not

23.FIZZY OR STILL WATER AS A DRINK?
never had fizzy water

24. WHAT COLOR IS YOUR BATHROOM?
maroon

25. HOW MANY KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING?
7

26. WHERE WOULD YOU RETIRE TO?
Philippines

27. CAN YOU JUGGLE? IF YES HOW MANY?
two

28. FAVORITE DAY OF THE WEEK:
Friday and Saturday

29. RED OR WHITE WINE?
white

30. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY?
in the Philippines, had a pre-birthday get-together with family; on the day itself, back in Singapore, nothing

31. DO YOU CARRY A DONOR CARD?
no

32. WHO DO YOU LEAST EXPECT TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU?
no idea

33. WHO IS THE PERSON YOU EXPECT TO SEND THIS BACK FIRST?
no idea either

posted by Jet | Wednesday, September 03, 2003


Tuesday, September 02, 2003  

Your presence is a gift to the world,
You're unique and one of a kind.
Your life can be what you want it to be -
Take it one day at a time.

Count your blessings, not your troubles,
And you'll make it through what comes along.
Within you are so many answers,
Understand, have courage, be strong.

Don't put limits on yourself,
Your dreams are waiting to be realized.
Don't leave your important decisions to chance -
Reach for your peak, your goal, and your prize.

Nothing wastes more energy than worrying -
The longer a problem is carried, the heavier it gets.
Don't take things too seriously -
Live a life of serenity, not a life of regrets.

Remember that a little love goes a long way -
Remember that a lot goes forever.
Remember that friendship is a wise investment,
Life's treasures are people... together.

Have health and hope and happiness,
Take the time to wish on a star.
And don't ever forget for even a day...
How very special YOU are!

posted by Jet | Tuesday, September 02, 2003
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