I ate a dog that had been pinikpikanedIt tasted nice though
but I actually like pigs and refuse to eat them
I dont like the idea of them being drained of blood
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I ate a dog that had been pinikpikanedIt tasted nice though
but I actually like pigs and refuse to eat them
I dont like the idea of them being drained of blood
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Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
True.....as they scream loudly, really kawawa
And the blood is used for "dinuguan"if you know that food in pinas, lol
I personally find pig's blood nasty though, lol, but i think it's a delicacy in the philippines....
And dog meat is just as nasty in my opinion, lol, besides, its like eating your pet dog, kawawa naman....
"10% of life is made up of what happens to you, 90% is decided by how you react"
"The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost"
Dinuguan makes me feel ill,I ate it once a long time ago![]()
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Black pudding is disgusting,white pudding is worse![]()
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
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