US President Bush was peltedwith shoes during a presscon in Baghdad. The suspect wanted to shoo Bush away. Couldn't wait for Jan. 20 when George would be booted out from office.
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A newspaper ad says: "Laugh and the whole world laughs with you." Not anymore. Today, says Loy Jurado, you laugh and the world wouldn't laugh with you but would ask: "Why?"
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"Today, you laugh and you laugh alone," says Loy. "The world can't laugh with you because it's in financial mess."
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I saw a photo of Fr. Butch Malana wearing a black shirt with roman collar, which identifies him as a priest.
These days, most, if not all, young priests don't wear garments that identify them as priests. No wonder many of them have been mistaken as playboys by pimps who offer them girls for pleasure.
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I recall an incident where a priest was held up and shot. The suspect told the police: "Wa man gud ko kahibawo nga pari siya. Wa man mag sotana."
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I always enjoy watching the Mutya ng Pilipinas pageant on tv. The portion I always look forward to is the question-and-answer portion. I get tickled by the answer some of the girls give to questions asked.
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One beautiful (they're all beautiful, okay) contestant was asked how she would make use of her title (should she win) in the campaign to protect the environment.
Her answer was neither here nor there. It was centered on the effective leadership of the mayor of the city where the pageant was held.
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The Cebu baseball team has been going great guns in the national baseball tournament in Manila.
Last Sunday, the Cebuanos wrapped up the championship with a 1-0 win over Dumaguete. But, sadly, not much stories about our diamond stars have seen print in the local papers.
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Time was when baseball nearly equalled the popularity of basketball in Cebu. In fact, some of the best baseball players in the country in the 40s and 50s were Cebuanos.
Today, you don't read about local baseball games. Everyone now is crazy about basketball, even the four-footers.
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