When You’re Fat, Don’t Push It.
January 22, 2007
So I was on my way home yesterday and I was looking for an FX taxi.
It had been a long day and I was tired and was willing to elbow my way
into any mode of transportation just to get home and catch some z’s.
Unfortunately, 7pm in Espana Avenue isn’t really an ideal time to catch
a ride, mainly because the entire Quiapo population would converge in
Espana, usually to frustrate the heck out of me (and probably stick a
knife up my ribs to rob me of my money).
So I saw this FX taxi, which had one passenger alighting. And then, I
saw seven or eight Quiapo denizens swarming on the taxi like flies. I
took the chance. I immediately took my action-star pose (which probably
didn’t look half as dramatic as I hoped because of my potbelly) and did
my action star sprint (again, the awesomeness was hampered because my
manboobs were jiggling). Lo and behold, the people jumped out of my
way! I jumped into the seat, and closed the door.
January 23rd, 2007 at 3:10 pm
Hahahaha! That is soooo funny! Its playing in my head!