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How could you reply to my pathetic blog! It made me smile, and made me wince too. Still a clown and a poet until the end, Hooch.

Don't you have an idea of what a beautiful ending is? Somehow, you managed to add the umlaut smiley thingy at the end, the one with the letter 'U' with two dots on top of it, when it could've been just a beautiful, generic period. So much for me having the last word.

Chiggy the chihuahua truly loved me, in a "dog is man's bestfriend" kind of way. We drew the line at being platonic, so no room for you to be jealous, yes?

Love,
Kooch

PS: And oh, I would have loved that fog. Lalo na kung umaga yun. And yes, little nothings do make my day. You have no idea how bizarre and funny it got today...I sang Colt 45 to a group of people who are to be my superiors in The Lasallian. Yes, I applied to be a writer for Menagerie. They hoodwinked me into singing as part of my hazing initiation rites, and fuck, as luck would have it, I had the most bastos and hilarious song probably written by someone doped up as my LSS. Showed off my mean beatbox too. Hee-larious. But not as poignant as your little nothings. 

PPS: Take a good look at my icon. They are not neutered boys! You jealous cos you ain't pretty and don't have legions of female fans around the world. 

I miss you.