Dance Manila

Okay, this is in no way related to dance but I thought of posting this one (not that I’m running out of things to blog).

Shamelessly taken from: WorldOfAlbert

“To the Philippine Government, I’m a ______ (para hindi racist) living in the Philippines for several years already. To seek changes for the betterment of mankind especially the Filipinos, sacrifices have to be made. In the name of the Most High, I am willing to stake my life and go on a suicide mission unless you heed to these demands:

1. That the person who always employs the “text format” every time he writes— have all his/ her fingers decapitated except for his/her thumb, so he/she will finally a valid reason for his/her stupid way of writing.

2. That any Filipino who uses gluthatione be condemned to stand in the heat of the sun for days until he or she suffers from skin cancer.

3. That Six Cycle Mind be forcefully disbanded before they can come out with another crappy music on their next album.

4. The urgent cancellation of Daisy Siete, a TV program whose sole purpose is to make it’s viewers’ brains undergo atrophy (shrink.)

5. That pay restrooms in the malls be totally eradicated.

6. The immediate deportation of Keith Martin.

7. That Jollibee be recognized as the national staple food of the Filipinos.

8. That Marian Rivera and Karylle be forced to settle their differences in a mud wrestling match. Have the Dingdong guy act as referee. This would truly make me “smile.”

9. The suspension of licenses of jeepney and bus drivers who constantly torture their passengers by tuning in to 90. 7 Love Radio.

10. The impromptu confiscation of Ateneo and La Salle jerseys from people wearing them in public who cannot show proof they are from those schools.

11. A year long religious retreat for Justice Secretary Raul Gonzales.

12. Death by hanging to those fashionista men wearing scarf around their neck. Use their scarf to hang them.

If any of these demands are not met, I have no recourse but to arm my body with bombs, go to the next Sam and Piolo concert, detonate the bombs on the said venue, thereby killing myself together with the hapless souls of those pathetic concert goers. This is not a joke. I am serious.”