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IN FRATERNAM MEAM
Thursday, November 27, 2003
THE UNJUST CRITIC BEHIND A CURTAIN
===========================


i received an anonymois email the other night, that made my two boys very upset and was asking me to stop doing this blogspot---- but i got encouragements from friends i have met in the blog spot also.


on the direct instructions of my two boys, they told me to publish excerpts of what was said in the anonymous email that i have received, or else they will be involve in my blogspot and will be the ones to publish it with or without my permission. so in the direct order of my two sons, i am publishing some of the words that was said to me and my blog spot by the" DUWAGS".

111. " your blog is so bland and does not have any appeal at all-- both in looks, appearances and is not inviting to read and visit. don't you know anything about creativity in the web. use your brain--- and ingenuity--- pare".

222. " what kind of narratives are you publishing?... do you think you're audience and people surfing the blog and web are that stupid --- like you --that you have to remind us some things that we already knew about? grow up ass hole"!

333. "all the comments that you recieved are from your family!... i just happened to stumble on this spot of yours and immediately saw what kind of pea brain you have. mayroong kang nasasagasaan--- in some of the topics that you touch!... try to be more tactful and use at least a lot of caution when you make ratchada on things that u pretend you know--- but you don't know shit at all".

444. "after you have read this comments of ours--- listen to some of the silent laughters, there are some people who agrees with me on the things i have critic you with". look at the image that we are sending---- it will really give you the best insights of what we are talking about and saying about you"...


555. the rest are all bad words and insults in tagalog.


NOW MY TWO BOYS ARE HAPPY THAT I HAVE SPREAD OUT THESE THINGS FROM THE EMAIL OF THE "Duwags".

I AM GOING TO BED NOW, TOMORROW IS THANKSGIVING DAY, AND I HAVE TO WORK IN THE AFTERNOON. MY FAMILY WILL HAVE A LATE LUNCH BEFORE I GO TO WORK IN THE AFTERNOON.

TO THE "DUWAGS" THAT SENT ME THE EMAIL--- HAPPY THANKS GIVING TO YOU GUYS-- I HOPE YOU KNOW THE MEANING OF IT!!
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