<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:02:36.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you will die Tommorrow, Why not Today?</title><subtitle type='html'>Everything about life and the humor itself harharhar.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-113938934357842231</id><published>2006-02-08T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:02:23.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To all UP Baguio Alumni(Attend Po Kayo)</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are inviting you, your batchmates and&lt;br /&gt;friends who are alumni of UPB to attend the &lt;br /&gt;upcoming&lt;br /&gt;Reunion here at UP Baguio on Friday, 24 February &lt;br /&gt;2006,&lt;br /&gt;9 a.m.-4 p.m. at the Bulwagang Juan&lt;br /&gt;Luna(Auditorium). May we also request that we &lt;br /&gt;ask our&lt;br /&gt;friends to invite all their friends and relatives who&lt;br /&gt;are UPB alumni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can contact the following with regard to their&lt;br /&gt;plans to attend:&lt;br /&gt;victoriacosti@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;ditas_bgo@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;dencio_36326@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;opa@upb.edu.ph&lt;br /&gt;fredz93@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana pangunahan po natin ang pagdalo. Let's plan &lt;br /&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;being a part of this para maging masaya at &lt;br /&gt;successful&lt;br /&gt;yung reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dagdag pa po pala, we could also tell them that &lt;br /&gt;this&lt;br /&gt;is a very good time to come home to Baguio &lt;br /&gt;because the&lt;br /&gt;two big activities for panagbenga are scheduled &lt;br /&gt;Feb 25&lt;br /&gt;and 26. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayroon din po palang PhP250 na fee yung sa &lt;br /&gt;reunion.&lt;br /&gt;This covers lunch and two snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the program:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik-U.P. Baguio 2006 Alumni Reunion&lt;br /&gt;24 February 2006, Bulwagang Juan Luna&lt;br /&gt;Dekada 70, Dekada 80,Kahit Anong Dekada Ka Pa&lt;br /&gt;U.P. Baguio welcomes you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00 amArrival and Registration&lt;br /&gt;9:30 amOpening Program&lt;br /&gt;Invocation&lt;br /&gt;Welcome Remarks &lt;br /&gt;Dr. Priscilla Supnet-Macansantos&lt;br /&gt;Chancellor&lt;br /&gt;Inspirational Remarks&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Lorelei Crisologo Mendoza&lt;br /&gt;Dean: College of Social Sciences&lt;br /&gt;Introduction of Alumni: Alumni Sharing&lt;br /&gt;Intermission Songs: &lt;br /&gt;Prof. Arellano Toto Colongon Jr.&lt;br /&gt;Social Sciences Pasiklaban Number&lt;br /&gt;Report: UP Baguio Alumni Association&lt;br /&gt;Judge Fernando Vil Pamintuan, &lt;br /&gt;President&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Anavic Bagamaspad, Treasurer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:30 pmLunch and Awarding of Certificates of &lt;br /&gt;Recognition to Faculty and Staff and &lt;br /&gt;Pi Omicron Fraternity/ UPBAA Awards&lt;br /&gt;Launching of TABAK Retrospective &lt;br /&gt;Album/ CD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:00 pmBusiness Meeting&lt;br /&gt;Intermission HipHop Dances:&lt;br /&gt;Shadows (Students)&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics Honchos (Faculty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:00 pmGround Breaking Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;UP Baguio Alumni and Student &lt;br /&gt;Center&lt;br /&gt;* Special Feature: Art Exhibit (Fine Arts majors &lt;br /&gt;from the 90s)&lt;br /&gt;Gelo Lagasca, Alexis Pamintuan, &lt;br /&gt;Benjo Andaya, Scott Lleva&lt;br /&gt;* Emcees: Angel Aquino and Nina Ledesma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge po. Maraming salamat! 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-111330753944124457</id><published>2005-04-17T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T20:16:59.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me Yahoo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/pig_eating_lg_nwm_2096.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-111330753944124457?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/111330753944124457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/happy_4th_an_18138.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th Anibersaryo sa amin ni apol yahoo!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-110777565403789867?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/110777565403789867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=110777565403789867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/110777565403789867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/110777565403789867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-4th-anniversary.html' title='HAPPY 4TH ANNIVERSARY!!!'/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-110189682363747941</id><published>2004-12-01T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T18:49:45.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 310px; HEIGHT: 216px" height="216" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/DSCN0737.jpg" width="396" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/000_0448.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/000_0442.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="216" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/000_04412.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for having a great time with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sir Jie&lt;/strong&gt;: thanx for being my mentor, my friend. thanks for the knowledge, skills you've shared and giving me the interest to pursue studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tatay Orly&lt;/strong&gt;: thanx for being my friend ever since I've started at MBAI, ikaw lang yung tatay na nakilala ko na isip bata hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ate Alpha at Ate Mikko&lt;/strong&gt;: thanx for the smiles, stories, chibog we've shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aris&lt;/strong&gt;: thanx for the dvd's, support and for being babaero nabuko ka ng gf mo joke3x hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jovi at Jenro&lt;/strong&gt;: thanx din sa mga chikahan at kwentuhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone else&lt;/strong&gt;: thanx for everything. God bless you always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-110189682363747941?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/110189682363747941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=110189682363747941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/110189682363747941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/110189682363747941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/12/to-my-friends.html' title='To my Friends'/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109953449349363331</id><published>2004-11-04T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T10:14:53.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Little Joey) Too Young to Smoke </title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A guy's walking down the street and sees Dirty Little Joey smoking a cigarette.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He says, "Kid, you're too young to smoke."&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Joey looks up and doesn't say anything.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The guy says, "How old are you?"&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Joey says, "Six."&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The guy says, "Six? When did you start smoking?"&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Joey says, "Right after the first time I got laid.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The guy says, "Right after the first time you got laid? When was that?"&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Joey says, "I don't remember. I was drunk."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109953449349363331?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109953449349363331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109953449349363331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109953449349363331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109953449349363331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/11/little-joey-too-young-to-smoke.html' title='(Little Joey) Too Young to Smoke '/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109947984863946353</id><published>2004-11-03T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T19:04:08.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misdirected E-Mail </title><content type='html'>It's sometimes easy to forget how easily email technology can be misused, sometimes unintentionally, with serious consequences.&lt;br /&gt;Consider the case of the Illinois man who left the snow-filled streets of Chicago for a vacation in Florida. His wife was on a business trip and was planning to meet him there the next day.&lt;br /&gt;When he reached his hotel, he decided to send his wife a quick e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;Unable to find the scrap of paper on which he had written her e-mail address, he did his best to type it in from memory.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, he missed one letter and his note was directed instead to an elderly preacher's wife, whose husband had passed away only the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the grieving widow checked her e-mail, she took one look at the monitor, let out a piercing scream, and fell to the floor in a dead faint.&lt;br /&gt;At the sound, her family rushed into the room and saw this note on the screen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Wife,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got checked in.&lt;br /&gt;Everything prepared for your arrival tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Your Loving Husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Sure is hot down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109947984863946353?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109947984863946353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109947984863946353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109947984863946353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109947984863946353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/11/misdirected-e-mail.html' title='Misdirected E-Mail '/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109884280916148653</id><published>2004-10-27T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T10:28:06.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Joey On Animal Sounds </title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A primary school teacher decided to see how many of the city kids knew what sounds farm animals made. She asked the kids to put their hands up if they knew the correct sound.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"Who knows what sound a cow makes?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;Cindy put her hand up and said "Moooo!"&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"Very good" replied the teacher,"what sound do sheep make?"&lt;br /&gt;"Baaaa" answered Jimmy.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She continued this for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Then she asked, "What sound does a pig make?"&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All the hands in the class went up. She was surprised at the response. She chose Little Joey at the back of the class.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He stood up, took a deep breath, and screamed, "Up against the wall mutha-fucka!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109884280916148653?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109884280916148653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109884280916148653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109884280916148653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109884280916148653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/10/little-joey-on-animal-sounds.html' title='Little Joey On Animal Sounds '/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109884272187489575</id><published>2004-10-27T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T20:04:26.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LITTLE JOEY ON ..... GRAMMAR:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One day, during lessons on proper grammar, the teacher asked for a&lt;br /&gt;show of hands from those who could use the word "beautiful " in the&lt;br /&gt;same sentence twice.&lt;br /&gt;First, she called on little Suzie, who&lt;br /&gt;responded with, "My father bought my mother a beautiful dress and&lt;br /&gt;she looked beautiful in it."Very good, Suzie, "replied the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;She then called on little Michael. "My mommy planned a beautiful&lt;br /&gt;banquet and it turned out beautifully." he said. "Excellent,&lt;br /&gt;Michael!", praised the teacher, glowing that her lesson plan was&lt;br /&gt;successful. Then, the teacher called on little Joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey responded, "Last night, at the dinner table, my sister told my&lt;br /&gt;father that she was pregnant, and he said, 'Beautiful,...just&lt;br /&gt;fucking beautiful!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109884272187489575?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109884272187489575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109884272187489575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109884272187489575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109884272187489575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/10/little-joey-on-grammar.html' title='LITTLE JOEY ON ..... GRAMMAR:'/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109877340324293832</id><published>2004-10-26T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T14:50:03.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bar Challenge </title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A man walks into a bar and notices a huge pot filled with money sitting in the corner. He asks the bartender about it and the bartender tells him it's the prize for a contest.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"You pay 5 bucks for a chance to win the pot, and to win it you have to do three things" says the bartender. "First, you have to knock out Spike, our 300-pound bouncer. Second, there's a pit bull out back who has an abscessed tooth. You have to pull the bad tooth from his mouth. Last, you have to go upstairs to the bedroom. Up there is the owner's mother. She's 90 years old, and hasn't had an orgasm in 30 years If you can make her come, the money's yours."&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The guy decides to try it and tosses his five bucks in the pot. He walks up to the bouncer and decks the monster with a single punch. Then he goes out back. Soon everyone in the bar hears growling, barking, and yelling, followed by whimpering sounds.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The fellow strolls back into the bar with his clothes ripped up, covered with scratches and bites. "That's two down!" he says. "Now where's that old woman with the abscessed tooth?"&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109877340324293832?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109877340324293832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109877340324293832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109877340324293832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109877340324293832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/10/bar-challenge.html' title='Bar Challenge '/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109876170570271687</id><published>2004-10-26T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T11:35:05.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LITTLE JOEY ON CHRISTMAS DAY</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Joey's father gathers his family around the Christmas tree to open the gifts for everyone. "Merry Christmas everyone. I have gifts for each one so grab and open it!" father said. The first one to open the gift is the sister and says, " Wow a mini-skirt I love it thanks dad when will you give me a car?" "When you're old enough." Father said. The next one to open the gift is Joey and he says, " Dad what is for the PARACHUTE? Well I can use this for my robot and G.I. Joe Yihaa! Thanks anyway Dad. " " No son its not yours, that PANTY is for your mom." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109876170570271687?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109876170570271687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109876170570271687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109876170570271687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109876170570271687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/10/little-joey-on-christmas-day_26.html' title='LITTLE JOEY ON CHRISTMAS DAY'/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109876150526474308</id><published>2004-10-26T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T20:00:17.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatest Pinoy Inventions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Glow in the dark Pancit Canton and Nooodles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Waterproof Cottons&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Boneless Longganisa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Bubble gum made from condoms&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Glow in the dark Sunglasses&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Solar powered flashlights&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Inflatable dart board&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Wooden soap&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Screen window for a submarine&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Helicopter with injection seat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;A vhs tape on how to fixed a vhs player&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Water proof tea bag&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Water proof towel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;A book on how to read&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;A dictionary index&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Powdered water&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Pedal-powered wheel chair&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Horse driven car&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Motor driven "Kariton"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Urinals with no plush in Edsa(have to wait for a rain)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Socks with odor removers&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Condoms used for making ice candies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Cell Phones with videoke functions&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;See-through wallets and bags.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in"&gt;Anti-theft cell phone snatchers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109876150526474308?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109876150526474308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109876150526474308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109876150526474308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109876150526474308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/10/greatest-pinoy-inventions.html' title='Greatest Pinoy Inventions'/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109815288677101341</id><published>2004-10-19T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T14:51:49.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shark Tale is not that cute at all</title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://img63.exs.cx/img63/8517/oscaredited.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang di ko na gustuhan ang Shark Tale. Sayang all star pa naman&lt;br /&gt;ang cast. Mas kwela parin ang Shrek 2 at Monster Inc. Kung gusto nyo manuod movies watch na lang ang Ladder 49 at Doll Master hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109815288677101341?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109815288677101341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109815288677101341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109815288677101341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109815288677101341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/10/shark-tale-is-not-that-cute-at-all.html' title='Shark Tale is not that cute at all'/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109765143816596290</id><published>2004-10-13T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T15:10:38.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LITTLE JOEY AND HIS SISTER</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Little Joey approached his father and said something about his sister,&lt;br /&gt; " You know father I'm proud with sister because she's very religious since he met his new boyfriend." "Well what do you know, what makes her religious?&lt;br /&gt; Maybe his boyfriend is a priest… what the fuck." his father said.&lt;br /&gt; "No father, well I heard her shouting drastically in the bathroom with her boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;saying Ooooh my Goodness!!! Haleluia!! Haleluiaaaaah!!"&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109765143816596290?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109765143816596290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109765143816596290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109765143816596290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109765143816596290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/10/little-joey-and-his-sister.html' title='LITTLE JOEY AND HIS SISTER'/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109652049431157066</id><published>2004-09-30T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T18:59:39.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'> LITTLE JOEY ON "EXAMINATION"</title><content type='html'>Little Joey is appearing for his final examination.&lt;br /&gt;He takes his seat in the examination hall, stares at the questionpaper for five minutes,&lt;br /&gt;and then in a fit of inspiration takes his shoes off and throws them out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;He then removes his shirt and throws it away as well. His&lt;br /&gt;shorts, socks and watch follows.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher, alarmed, approaches him and asks what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;"Mam, I am only following the instructions," he says,&lt;br /&gt;"it says here, "Answer the following questions in brief'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109652049431157066?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109652049431157066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109652049431157066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109652049431157066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109652049431157066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/09/little-joey-on-examination.html' title=' LITTLE JOEY ON &quot;EXAMINATION&quot;'/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109641667662996321</id><published>2004-09-29T08:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T08:11:16.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LITTLE JOEY ON MATH: </title><content type='html'>Little Joey returns from school and says he got an "F" in arithmetic.&lt;br /&gt;"Why?" asks the father?"&lt;br /&gt; "The teacher asked 'How much is 2x3', I said "6" replies Joey.&lt;br /&gt;"But that's right!" replies the father.  &lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, but then she asked me 'How much is 3x2?', states Joey.  &lt;br /&gt;"What's the fucking difference?" asks the father. &lt;br /&gt; "That's what I SAID!!" shouts Joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109641667662996321?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109641667662996321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109641667662996321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109641667662996321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109641667662996321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/09/little-joey-on-math.html' title='LITTLE JOEY ON MATH: '/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109625178655901437</id><published>2004-09-27T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T14:59:57.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 44TH MONTHSARY MY TABACHI!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img56.exs.cx/img56/3158/Presentation3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 44TH MONTHSARY(3 yrs, 8 months) MY APOL, FOR ALWAYS AND FOREVER,&lt;br /&gt;I WILL LOVE YOU ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS US ALWAYS AND&lt;br /&gt;WE WILL REACH THAT GOAL BABSIE&lt;br /&gt;BASTA PRAY TAYO PALAGI AT MAGMAHALAN TAYO PALAGI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109625178655901437?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109625178655901437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109625178655901437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109625178655901437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109625178655901437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/09/happy-44th-monthsary-my-tabachi.html' title='HAPPY 44TH MONTHSARY MY TABACHI!!'/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109624984943243767</id><published>2004-09-27T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T10:19:01.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feng Shui ni Kris Galing!!</title><content type='html'>Sa tinagal tagal na hindi kami nakapanood ng Pinoy movies at makaraan makanood kami ni Apol ng mga horror flicks tulad ng The Ring(part 0,1,2), The Grudge(part 1,2), The Eye at iba pa ay pinanood namin ang Feng Shui. Ang masasabi ko ay kaya pala ng Pinoy makagawa ng isang pelikula na " Galing " ika nga. Maganda ang pagkakagawa, ang cinematography, make-up, sounds, acting, cast at story ayos talaga. Kaya napalakpak ako pagkatapos namin na panood sa sinehan at di na ako makaihi sa CR pagmadaling araw baka sumulpot na lang bigla sa CR yung Lotus Feet sa Feng Shui hehehe. Sayang nga lang di pa tinapat sa Nov.1 para mas masaya hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109624984943243767?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109624984943243767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109624984943243767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109624984943243767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109624984943243767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/09/feng-shui-ni-kris-galing.html' title='Feng Shui ni Kris Galing!!'/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109624963309218209</id><published>2004-09-27T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T09:47:13.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LITTLE JOEY ON PHILOSOPHY: </title><content type='html'>A teacher asks her class, "If there are 5 birds sitting on a fence and you shoot one of them, how many will be left?"&lt;br /&gt;She calls on little Joey.&lt;br /&gt;He replies, "None, they will all fly away with the first gun shot."&lt;br /&gt;The teacher replies, "The correct answer is 4, but I like your thinking."&lt;br /&gt;Then little Joey says "I have a question for YOU. There are three women sitting on a bench having ice cream: One is delicately licking the sides of the triple scoop of ice cream. The second is gobbling down the top and sucking the cone. The third is biting off the top of the ice cream. Which one is married?" &lt;br /&gt; The teacher, blushing a great deal, replied, "Well, I suppose the one that's gobbled down the top and sucked the cone."&lt;br /&gt;To which Little Joey replied, "The correct answer is the one with the wedding ring on, but I like your thinking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109624963309218209?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109624963309218209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109624963309218209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109624963309218209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109624963309218209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/09/little-joey-on-philosophy.html' title='LITTLE JOEY ON PHILOSOPHY: '/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109600920336358517</id><published>2004-09-24T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T15:00:03.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Joey On Recitation</title><content type='html'>One day in class the teacher brought a bag full of fruit. "Now class, I'm going to reach into the bag and describe a piece of fruit, and you tell me what fruit I'm talking about."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, first: it's round, plumb and red." Of course, Joey raised his hand high, but the teacher, wisely, ignored him and picked Jenny, who promptly answered "An apple."&lt;br /&gt;"No Jenny, it's a beet, but I like your thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Now, for the second. It's soft, fuzzy, and colored red and brownish."&lt;br /&gt;Well, Joey is hopping up and down in his seat trying to get the teacher to call on him. But she skips him again and calls on Billy.&lt;br /&gt;"Is it a peach?" &lt;br /&gt; "No, Billy, I'm afraid it's a potato. But I like you're thinking. Here's another: it's long, yellow, and fairly hard."&lt;br /&gt;  By now, Joey is about to explode as he waves his hand frantically. The teacher skips him again and calls on Sally. "A banana," she says. "No," the teacher replies, "it's a squash, but I like your thinking." Joey is kind of irritated now, so he speaks up loudly.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, I've got one for you teacher; let me put my hand in my pocket. Okay, I've got it: it's round, hard, and it's got a head on it."&lt;br /&gt;"Joey!" she cries. "That's disgusting!"&lt;br /&gt; "Nope," answers Joey, "it's a quarter, but I like your thinking!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109600920336358517?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109600920336358517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109600920336358517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109600920336358517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109600920336358517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/09/little-joey-on-recitation.html' title='Little Joey On Recitation'/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109599271208254648</id><published>2004-09-24T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T14:55:14.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PINOY AND THE AMERICAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A Pinoy is having his "SNACK" (bread and ube jam), when an American man, chucking chewing gum, sits down next to him. The Pinoy ignores the American who, nevertheless, starts a conversation. American: "You Filipino folks eat the whole bread??" Pinoy (in a bad mood): "Of course." American: (after blowing a huge bubble) "We don't. In the States, we only eat what's inside. The crusts we collect in a container, recycle it, transform them into croissants and export them to the Philippines." The American has a smirk on his face. The Pinoy listens in silence. The American persists: "D'ya eat jelly with the bread??" Pinoy : "Of Course." American: (cracking his gum between his teeth and chuckling). "We don't. In the States we eat fresh fruit for breakfast, then we put all the peels,seeds, and left overs in containers, recycle them, transform them into jam and export them to the Philippines . The Pinoy (kind of pissed of) then asks: "Do you have sex in America?" American: "Why? Of course we do", the American says with a big smirk. Pinoy : And what do you do with the condoms once you've used them?" American: "We throw them away, of course." Pinoy: "In the Philippines, we don't throw them. We put them in a container, recycle them, melt them down into chewing gum and export them to America.&lt;br /&gt;from pinoyjokes.net &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109599271208254648?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109599271208254648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109599271208254648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109599271208254648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109599271208254648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/09/pinoy-and-american.html' title='THE PINOY AND THE AMERICAN'/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179267.post-109584310041852672</id><published>2004-09-22T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T16:51:40.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 3 addicted friends </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;one day there were three frends a smoker, an alcoholic, and a sex maniac. they went to a doctor on the same day for a check up due to their addictions. the doctor told them to stop their bad habbits or they will die. on the next day the alcoholic didn't believe it and decided to go to a bar and have a drink. then he died instantly. the two was shocked and cannot believed it. they went to a bar and have a drink to talk about it ooohh man his a poor guy!!... the smoker said. yeah we must stop our addiction too the sex maniac replied!!... after a few hours they were drunk and decided to go home on there way home the smoker said oohh man i can't take it anymore i want to have a cigarette maybe for only a few puffs nothing will happen to me. then the sex maniac replied control yourself man remember what happened to our frend. ohhh goshh your right!!... but when they were a few blocks home a man throws a cigarette infront of them. they look at each other then the smoker said i can't take it man just one puff!!... plizz!!... but the sex maniac tried to stop him and replied if you lean down in front me to get that cigar were both dead!!... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; 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&gt; &gt;  &gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; 1) When there's only one other person in the&gt; elevator, tap them on the &gt; shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you. &gt;  &gt; 2) Push the buttons and pretend they give you a&gt; shock. Smile, and go back for more. &gt;  &gt; 3) Ask if you can push the button for other people,&gt; but push the wrong ones. &gt;  &gt; 4) Call the Psychic Hotline from your Mobile&gt; Cellphone and ask if they know what floor you're on.&gt; &gt;  &gt; 5) Hold the doors open and say you're waiting for&gt; your friend. After a &gt; while, let the doors close and say, "Hi Greg. How's&gt; your day been?" &gt;  &gt; 6) Drop a pen and wait until someone reaches to help&gt; pick it up, then &gt; scream, "That's mine!" &gt;  &gt; 7) Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in&gt; the elevator. &gt;  8) Move your desk in to the elevator and whenever&gt; someone gets on, ask if they have an appointment. &gt;  &gt; 9) Lay down a Twister mat and ask people if they'd&gt; like to play. &gt;  10) Leave a box in the corner, and when someone&gt; gets on ask them if they hear something ticking. &gt;  &gt; 11) Pretend you are a flight attendant and review&gt; emergency procedures and exits with the passengers. &gt;  &gt; 12) Ask, "Did you feel that?" &gt;  &gt; 13) Stand really close to someone, sniffing them&gt; occasionally. &gt;  14) When the doors close, announce to the others,&gt; "It's okay. Don't panic, &gt; they open up again."  &gt; 15) Swat at flies that don't exist. &gt;  &gt; 16) Tell people that you can see their aura. &gt;  &gt; 17) Call out, "group hug!", then enforce it. &gt; 18) Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead&gt; and muttering, "Shut up, all of you, just shut up!" &gt;  &gt; 19) Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while&gt; peering inside, ask, "Got &gt; enough air in there?" &gt;  &gt; 20) Stand silently and motionless in the corner,&gt; facing the wall, without &gt; getting off. &gt;  &gt; 21) Stare at another passenger for a while, then&gt; announce in horror, "You're &gt; one of THEM!" and back away slowly. &gt;  &gt; 22) Wear a puppet on your hand and use it to talk to&gt; the other passengers. &gt;  &gt; 23) Listen to the elevator walls with your&gt; stethoscope. &gt;  &gt; 24) Make explosion noises when anyone presses a&gt; button. &gt;  &gt; 25) Stare, grinning at another passenger for a&gt; while, and then announce, "I &gt; have new socks on." &gt;  &gt; 26) Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and&gt; announce to the other &gt; passengers, "This is my personal space!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8179267-109541089607150765?l=efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/feeds/109541089607150765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8179267&amp;postID=109541089607150765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109541089607150765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8179267/posts/default/109541089607150765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efrenmascarinas.blogspot.com/2004/09/things-to-do-in-elevator.html' title='THINGS TO DO IN THE ELEVATOR &gt; &gt; &gt;  &gt;'/><author><name>If you will die tommorrow, Why not Today?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852897000278478552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v496/efrenmas/EFREN_000.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
