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Wednesday, September 1st, 2010
This article is about sex. But don’t get me wrong. I’m the last person to feel comfortable with the topic. Sex should not be discussed in public, sex is sacred, sex is for procreation purposes only, sex should only be between man and woman – not between man and duck, man and boy, or boy and mango tree. Most of all, sex should be done only with God Almighty’s blessing in marriage. Amen? Of course, Amen!
Sex is good; we should have plenty of it, three times a week. To Dad and Mom, Mother Superior and Father Confessor, to all the Rene Josef Bullecers in the world, sex is the ultimate pleasure and what a waste of time it is every time you and your church try to convince us otherwise.


Today I start the fourth week of my stay in the hospital to watch over my mom. That’s three straight weeks of playing Plants vs. Zombies as nurses and doctors, and student nurses and student doctors, and practically everyone in the hospital who wears a stupid white cap and a frown, take turns keeping in place all those tubes they have attached to the old woman’s body.
A NEWS item that came out in this paper last Sunday had me googling the words “videoke” and “killings.” Just when I thought videoke violence is nothing but media exaggeration caused by a dearth of newsworthy events on weekends, this story about a stabbing inside a videoke bar in my hometown of Pinamungajan convinced me the Aquino administration should now create a task force to investigate videoke killings in the country. 






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