Kapag Ika'y Nagmaganda
Recently, we launched "Singles' Night Disco" at Stargazer -- and had a modest attendance of Straight Single Men and Women from all over the valley. Of course, old single white men flocked to the event with high hopes to get some meat. And where there are single white men, there are Filipina women flocking too to ensnare their chances of a greencard.
One lady, a 26 year old I-think-Im-so-pretty-and-smart type (which we are more accustomed to calling "mukhang-GRO"), was approached by a white guy right beside me and I overheard their conversation and decided to report it to you guys, my critical posse. The conversation was quick and bloody. It went thus:
White: So, you like going to discos?
GRO: I'm not a Clabber.
White: Say that again, sweetie?
GRO: I don't go to Clabs.
HALA! PATAY KA!
AND GOD WAS WATCHING!!!!
I was at the grocery a few days later, and took a picture of what appeared to be the perfect antidote for this GRO's stupidity.
Open, drink, and PRESTO, you are now a Disco Freak!
One lady, a 26 year old I-think-Im-so-pretty-and-smart type (which we are more accustomed to calling "mukhang-GRO"), was approached by a white guy right beside me and I overheard their conversation and decided to report it to you guys, my critical posse. The conversation was quick and bloody. It went thus:
White: So, you like going to discos?
GRO: I'm not a Clabber.
White: Say that again, sweetie?
GRO: I don't go to Clabs.
HALA! PATAY KA!
AND GOD WAS WATCHING!!!!
I was at the grocery a few days later, and took a picture of what appeared to be the perfect antidote for this GRO's stupidity.
Open, drink, and PRESTO, you are now a Disco Freak!



