Monday, August 31, 2009

Who Am I?

I hereby declare that I shall henceforth be known as...

THE PHILIPPINE'S GREATEST NATIONAL ARTIST!!!!!!!!!!

Why? Because apparently, anybody can be one these days.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Pick-Up Put-Downs

A very ancient pick-up line and three ways of shooting it down.



Friday, May 1, 2009

Four Degrees of Separation

Recently, the Philippine nation was shocked at the apparent suicide of the wife of Filipino news broadcaster Ted Failon.

Some years ago, Mr. Failon was referenced in and did the intro for the song "Pikon" by master rapper Francism, who passed away from leukemia early this year.

Francism had collaborated on the song "Superproxy" with the Filipino rock band The Eraserheads, which had recently had its much-awaited reunion concert.

The opening line of the Eraserheads' hit song "Ang Huling El Bimbo" referenced the renowned Filipina film actress Paraluman, who passed away just last Monday at age 84.

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Cat-Zapped!

This is for that UP (University of the Philippines) Physics student who was in the news recently for blogging about killing a cat, and for all those who have been outraged by it as well.

Personally, I was also angered by what the guy did, but seeing as how cat-lovers and animal rights activists all over the nation have practically declared all-out jihad against him, I feel kind of sorry for him now.

So to the furious masses screaming bloody cat murder, ease up on the guy. He made a stupid mistake, but he has gone on record that he regrets it now.

That said, to the cat-killer in question, you had it coming, buddy. Bright kid that you are, you should've known better, both in doing the deed and in thinking that you can brag about it all over the net without incident. Now you have to deal with the consequences.

Friday, March 27, 2009

What Motivates The Intrepid TORPEDO?

Just who is the Intrepid TORPEDO? What is his shocking secret? Why and how does he do what he does? And where does he get his wonderful toys?







Tuesday, March 3, 2009

PAIN


I worked on this comic during Lenten Season last year, and I actually had the gall to enter it in a very, VERY prestigious contest which I will not name (but trust me, it's pretty big). They've yet to announce winners, and publicly exhibiting an entry would get it disqualified, but DAMMIT, I've been waiting months and I want everybody to see the damn thing already, so screw the contest!

To tell you the truth, I'm pretty sure that I don't have an ice cube's chance in hell of winning the said competition anyway, much less qualifying in it. Really, I have as good a shot at making it as a slasher movie does at winning best picture in the Oscars!

So here it is, my non-award-winning story. "PAIN."

Note: Some scenes may not be suitable for younger children or those of sensitive disposition. Reader discretion is advised.













Dragonesa p6-11

Note: This comic is mainly in my native language Tagalog, but I don't think non-Filipino readers should have any trouble following the story. Also, some scenes may not be suitable for younger children or those of sensitive disposition, so reader discretion is advised.








Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Dragonesa p1-5

Note: This comic is mainly in my native language Tagalog, but I don't think non-Filipino readers should have any trouble following the story. Also, some scenes may not be suitable for younger children or those of sensitive disposition, so reader discretion is advised.






Click here for Part 2!

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

The Romantic Cynic's Valentine

You never meet the kind of girl you really want to meet in the places where you go to meet girls.

Your soulmate isn't necessarily your lover. It could be a close relative or your best friend. It could even be your dog. Don't get any ideas.

Love songs either celebrate love or mourn its loss. If you think about it, practically every song ever written is a love song. Even Death Metal.

On a sorta related note, all music is based on emotion. If you think about it, practically every song ever written is Emo. Barry Manilow is Emo.

If you kill yourself over a broken heart, the first words you will say when you finally reach the Afterlife will most likely be: "Oh (Insert four-letter word of your choice here)!"

Picture yourself wearily walking down empty rain-soaked streets on a dark and gloomy night, your heart heavy with despair and your head filled with an appropriately melancholy orchestral score fit for a blockbuster movie soundtrack. You're loveless, you feel like $#!+, but at least you look really cool.

True love does not exist. Then again, new animal species are still being discovered, it's possible there might be life on Mars, and people used to think that the world was flat, the sun revolved around the Earth, and man wasn't meant to fly; so what the hell do I know?

Wednesday, January 14, 2009