This is actually a late post. Last Saturday, after my good game @ POLY, on my way home. I got a bit stuck waiting for a PVP Liner Bus to get me straight @ G. Tuazon st. so it won’t give me a hustle riding 3 vehicles to land back at home… I was already waiting for a couple of minutes as vehicles along Buendia are rushing in and out the avenue.
While I was waiting, I saw 2 girls and a man around my age but somehow these guys look like it was their day-off dong / day mode
Cannibal Holocaust dvdrip , but i didn’t pay much attention since I’m starting to feel my body aching. Then a couple of minutes after, A shabby family crossed and was approaching from where the waiting shed.
The little shabby kid, around 3 or 4 years old is literally dirty. With all the grease and stuff on his face and was eating a candy that time approached these people I’m referrng to a while ago and the 2 girls freaked out and ran. Its like its the first time they’ve been touched by such a dirty kid. Yeah he’s dirty and all but he means no harm. Actually he was smiling when he’s approaching the pack but these bitches started ranting, feeling like they’re all clean and are forbidden to laid waste on their disgusting clothes (kala mo kung sinong mga malilinis.)
The kid tried to chase them but his mom who’s a few steps behind me started to yell at the boy. So of course the boy rushed back to his mom. But this fuckers started tripping on the kid. Instead of leaving the family alone, they’ve started to lure him by calling him. And the poor kid got back to them and again these ‘clean’ guys ran off again. This started to make his mom angry and dragged the boy back and gave him a few bitchslaps on the face. Making of course the kid cry. Then these ‘clean’ creatures did nothing but laugh off and I heard one of them said: “lalapit-lapit ka pa, ayan napala mo.” (still trying to get near w/ us huh? now look at you). This started to make my eyes shrink and started to stare and the ‘clean’ guys. One of the girls noticed my and I stared the bitch from top to toe.
Then the guy also started looking at me. But this time I stared at him, face to face. Not leaving my eye on the bastard, he gazed his eyes off me. Then after a few more minutes, and still no luck for both us to get a ride, the clean guys started to walk away from where I was at. To my frustration, I actually tripped the guys using my rifle bag and the guy started cussing at me. But I still gave him a blank look and when he approached me, all I said was: “Sana alam mo kung anong nasa loob ng bag ko, o gusto mo pang ilabas ko pa to. Kala nyo kung sino kayong malilinis…” (I wish you know what’s inside my bag, you don’t wanna see what’s inside it, do you?) As soon as the bastard heard what I’ve said, the ‘clean’ creatures started to walk fast near the stoplight.
And I stared back at the shabby family. And the shabby dad just smiled. I gave him a smile back and a couple of seconds later, the bus that I need to go home finally arrived…
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