Para sa mga mababatista bomb!!!!

THE ONES UNDER THE BAR
Kasi wala nanamang pasok ngayon.... I present...
You see, people establish this sort of standard for themselves... ...for the people they choose to like. Bless me and forgive me... for this will take forever ( a poem of those i dare not like)

(fooooooooooooooooooooppp)

I hate skaters and waiters
and classroom debaters,
plus people who spend time
mastering baters.

No skunks, nor punks,
And those who wear skimpies
and let's not forget those
who look tough but are wimpies

I hate you if you try
to say you're one thing
in the end you just lied
so suck my cock ring

I hate people who think
technology would rule the world
and those who make yabang
about their ugly-looking girl

If you put up an accent
you're on my list
If you sound like chewbacca
just cut off your lips

No dicks, fat chicks
or shirt-open walkers
No yogi bear faces
or charvet spittin talkers

No chimays, hipons
or the talikogenic kind
No feelingers that blurt out
everything on their mind

No buffs, no fags
or square-faced heads
No chesthair or poofs
enough about them said

I hate guys who have B.O.
and put their arms 'round my neck
I hate guys who wear bling bling
Nigroe? whaddheck

The thick-eyebrows
The really short and very tall
I hate you friekshows
I hate you all

I hate fast-eaters
I hate those who fart
I hate those who think
nose-pickin's an art

Don't let me get started
on those gaya-gayas,
the smooth talkers, the sly devils
the sipsip puto-mayas

I hate fat people so much
BUT only if they think
that they'd really look good
in spaghetti and mink

I hate overacters, the kikay
and people who live
like money buys everything
but for me, they can't give

You think you're rich?
that you play the game
Let's talk about money
and say my last name

I hate backstabbers in general
they're the worst of the case
just too scared to show me
and say it blank to my face

I hate people who don't clean
but Halasan's an exception
Let your maids do the work
I'll show my intention

To those who can't sing
I'd rather be dead
your way out of pahiya
Is singing "The calling" instead

Cause that's the excuse
for a voice too dam low
Alex band's style
Make's you look fo'sho

You can't say enough
about those who make me lie
make me cover you up
for those passing by

I hate bloggers who write
about too much emo shit,
too much symbols
It's a dam ego trip

For those faggots and fucks
who cuss like me
I hate you even for
our speech similarity

No neon colored hair
or ash burnt armpits
No drooling spit dorks
Or faces of zits

If you hate BSB
E-heads or Spice
Get a life fucker
and eat some more rice

Jackets under sun
or shades in the night
Don't give yourself hope
You're ugly inspite

If your cellphone is full
of your own pics
Oh my God.... Loser!!!
We only want chicks

Manny Pacquiao, Kris Aquino
and Sam Milby
A false hope, the overrated
and the king wannabe

I hate people who think
that they understand me
Fuck you doctor Phil
and Fuck Oprah Winfrey

I don't like people
with pants too low
It could be sore eyes
but that's ass afro

I hate those who think
Havayanas are cool
It's just fucking slippers
Society's new fool

I hate texters
with absolutely nothing to do
but annoy every single bit
every single part of you

I hate poor little twits
with luckless birth names
Dan Tan, Giddee Yap
and a chick named Karaime

There's too much horror
and too much to say
on how much it scares me
encounters with gay

I hate those who show-off
They think they know every detail
They say all these facts
A repetition of what we all say

Black guys, Indians, Japs
and Koreans who can't speak straight
Go back to your country
Don't make Magellan's mistake

For those who want more
I'm afraid this'll be forever
If you want this to end
don't think that it's over