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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.
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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.
Thanks Tawi, am at work and getting bored so decided to log on. Wow!!! I can see Mrs. Mandar there (she's my favourite teacher) and me and my siblings are all close to this family.
By the way, where did you get the photos from?
The bravest thing that men do is love women--Mort Sahl
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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.
Originally Posted by Tawi2
I got the pics from Dulay:I was actually just sitting here wondering whether I should pop over
So much for anonymity eh?
The bravest thing that men do is love women--Mort Sahl
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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.
Well, I'm afraid I've already blown my coverIts always good to keep below the radar
Anyways, it would be nice to meet your friend/my friend whoever she/he is.
Do you know the Mandars? Maybe you've met my brother or my cousins who used to work for them tending to Sir Mandars 'fighting cocks'?
The bravest thing that men do is love women--Mort Sahl
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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.
Any of the Falcons you know? My gosh Tawi you're a sabongero diay. I'm sure you know my brothers and cousinsI will put some more pics up when I sort them,I got some very good pics of Sabong at Polomolok,you would be surprised who I know
The bravest thing that men do is love women--Mort Sahl
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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.
Sir Mandar used to be my music teacher (I learned to play piano and guitar beacause of his brilliant teaching).Sir Mandar is also a teacher,if I remember the falcons wasnt the guy a politician or a trucking company owner?His wifes called Araceli?
Mr. Falcon is a businessman turned politician.
Nang Arcelli is my father's friend.
The bravest thing that men do is love women--Mort Sahl
watta coincidence
to loved and beloved is the greatest joy on earth...
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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.
indeed Mr.Tawi!It is a coincidence Mrs D,gracy and I have stayed in the same street but at different times,happens a lot in life if you have moved around a bit
to loved and beloved is the greatest joy on earth...
Any of the Falcons you know? My gosh Tawi you're a sabongero diay. I'm sure you know my brothers and cousinshe's a sabungero as well
Don't make promises when you are in JOY. Don't reply when you are SAD.
Don't take decisions when you are ANGRY. Think twice, Act wise. BE happy.
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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.
Sundays were made for sabong Leahtheres a pinoy sabong association in Milton Keynes,they bet on Sabong back home in Pinas
ok we'll visit sometime...logees..logees...am i correct
Don't make promises when you are in JOY. Don't reply when you are SAD.
Don't take decisions when you are ANGRY. Think twice, Act wise. BE happy.
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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.
I'm sure you've been to the old 'sabong complex' in Polomolok? I was there once when I was younger.Onilog.....inilog......Biya.....Biya
My Lola used to be a traditional mid-wife and was once very famous in Dulay. One of the neighbours was due to have a baby, water-bag already burst, and my Lola wasn't around. Guess where she was, at the sabungan betting.
The bravest thing that men do is love women--Mort Sahl
Lol Tawi!!! Don't go to my place in Laguna
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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.
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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.
Spying?Moi?I have been to Laguna loads of times Penny,saan sa Laguna
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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.
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