Yes. He Loves Me.

It was around 4pm, my bestfriend Leila woke me up to get something in my room. Unfortunately, I never get the chance to sleep again. Anyway, we're both awake and decided to phone KFC for a delightful meal. I had their famous bowl (take note, large) and a soda. She had fried Chicken and some salad. After eating and a long comparison of our Samsung Phones, I suddenly thought of my loving spouse Mr. Bottle.

I lit a smoke.
"Bakit ako minahal ng taong to? Napamura pa siya ng hindi ako nakapag text kanina." (why does he love me? He even cursed when I wasn't able to reply to his text message). Mr. Bottle did not curse me, it was the situation he's mad about.

He said: "Pucha naman tong buhay na to! Mahal na mahal kita eh." (Damn this life! I love you so much!)

My reaction was: whatta F!

***

Nagsindi pa ako ng isa pang yosi (yet another smoke for Kurant Master. Ding Ding Ding!). I can't believe that someone who's 10 yrs older than me just said that. Wow, ang sweet ng asawa ko (He's so sweet).

Remember when I said thet he left his ex-bf for 3 years for me? Yes he did. Well partly I mean. He said that he's not growing with him any longer and both of them were stuck in a situation where they really don't know where their lives will go. Naghahatakan sila (They're pulling each other down). Obviously, it was not a good sign for both of 'em. It's not healthy anymore.

Initially I didn't like the idea that I was one of the reasons why he left the guy. I believe in Karma kase. But Mr. Bottle proved me wrong. There's a lot of reasons for me to believe him and for me to love him.

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Humiga ako sa kama ko, naka boxers lang. It's a scene he wants to see everytime he drops by to visit my place. Paikot ikot na parang baliw dahil alam kong darating ang asawa ko. Iniisip ko siya. Mahal niya ako, mahal ko siya.
I'm still thinking of my Babe.

When he arrived, he gave me yet again the sweetest hug and kiss. He grabbed me and went down on me. Yes, magaling siya sa rape scene. (he's good at rape scenes). No pene today. It's the first time I declined to go inside him. Demure ako today.

We hugged and talked to each other. I opened up the topic of him flying. Apparently, he's just waiting for his final interview for Emirates this January. There's no doubt that he'll get the post as a Flight Attendant as he has what it takes to be one. I suddenly felt sad, but composed. I know it's for his own good and he have always wanted to be an F.A.

He: "Baby, pagkasama kita ang lakas lakas ko". (Baby, I'm strong whenever I am with you)
Me: "Syempre love na love kita" (Ofcourse, i love you so much)
He: "I love you"
Me: "Hmpf, iiwan mo naman ako eh (Hmpf, you'll actually leave me)
He: "Para sa atin naman yon eh" (It's for us)

Wappack! It's actually a sweet conversation. "Parang my background song na chuvachuchu by Jolina". Am I in heaven? We are a match made in heaven (chessy and malibog)

Babe Mr. Bottle,

"Monogamous ako. That I can Promise. Also, we can't avoid people staring at my bulge and I know you know why and I promise I won't do anything bad with it. That guy in Gov, don't worry I'll just talk to him when there's freebies lang from Marlboro. I am just friendly. I promise to be your best GQ guy. I'll be your best fuck. Wag ka na seloso, I'm all yours. And please promise me that you are all mine.

Baby, pwede ba ako mag Embassy this saturday?" (Can I go to Embassy this Saturday?)

I Love you babe!

-KurantMaster

I Won but We Lost!

On my previous blog entry, I mentioned about me and the loving Mr. Bottle's war for our Saturday's date.

Here it goes:

We were supposed to meet up at around 2pm. But I informed him that I haven't slept because I came from the previous night's shift. Since he's a natural good man (he's the good man and I am the boner hahaha), he let me rest for the mean time. Zzzz Zzzz...

He arrived in my pad at around 6pm, and woke me up with a sweet kiss (how could I resist Mr. Bottle's kiss? Tell me how to resist a kiss from a spouse who had a billboard along edsa, and have been a face of some phone cards. Those eyes, lips, and sweet touch, Irresistible).

I have a faithful, loving spouse but we're late for our date.

I won but we lost!

We arrived in Glorietta at around 7:30pm (good thing my pad's like a few blocks away from the ever famous Glorietta). We're now starving. Yes we're normal Pinoys and as you know if a couple or a group is hungry and wonders "where to eat?" the typical answer would always be "Ikaw, Kahit Saan" (anywhere). It's a never ending Question and Answer until someone decides. In this case, it was me who made the decision (punyeta I'm starving big time!).

I literally grabbed his hand and dragged him to Avenetto. Yes, the famous jampacked Avenetto. We didn't know what we really wanted to eat but the thought that we both are really hungry made us decide to order whatever we see first.

My white flag goes to Puttanesca Pizza and the wild card goes to Seafood-Nut Pesto. When the food was served our main goal was to eat like pigs and get out of it as we are catching the next movie. After a food race match we suddenly realized that what we had are both oil based. Not a good combo. Good thing I have a reliable Evil-Deadly-Stick (Marlboro Menthol) to wipe away that yucky oily sensation.

Mr. Bottle respects me as a man and follows my decision but we had a heart-clogging-near-to-death-experience-meal.

I won but we lost!

After the near-to-death-experience, we went straight ahead to G4 (Glorietta 4) to watch a movie. It was around 8:15pm and the next film would start at 8:30pm. And guess what the movie is? The Passengers (Anne Hathway! I Love you!). We're just right on time (good thing we ate like pigs). I was really excited 'coz first it is my idol who's playing the lead role, and second it's a suspense flick. While waiting for my turn to get tickets, I was looking at 'The Passengers' poster and to be honest it looked cheap. But I have high hopes on the movie despite the review it had from 'some' websites. My fingers were crossed. My toes too!

To cut the f*cking story short, the f*cking movie started and the f*cking movie ended just like 'that' (snapped my finger). I was shocked that the people were already leaving the big dark room and the next thing I knew, it's done. Over. I had high hopes my dear Anne! Yes you are very talented and you've shown how sexy you are on that f*cking movie but why did you f*cking accepted the f*cking role! It was dragging, boring and there were no suspense not even a bit! At all! It was melodramatic, non-sense and very predictable. I have to tone down now. My blood pressure's increasing. Yes, the critics are all correct! It was awful.

Despite the ugly movie, I still Love Anne Hathaway. We didn't enjoy the movie though.

I won but we lost!

After the uhmm, what movie was that again?, we decided to get boozed up. It was Saturday and Mr. Bottle wanted to drink alcohol. We went to the not-so-new-but-still-hip Temple Bar. While we were sitting, I lighted a smoke, checked the bar list, and ordered a bottle of my favorite wine. The attendant came back just to say: 'Sir, ubos na po eh, sparkling nalang meron'. (Sir, there's none left. We have Sparkling as an altrenative). No! So we just decided to leave Temple and went straight ahead to A.venue. We were checking on a cozy place in the area. 360 had a function, we are under dressed for Bureau, and too over dressed to stay at the Night Bazaar. So we just shopped around until we reached Attica Bar. And yes, I fell in loved with the bar the moment I saw it. It is so cozy that it instantly replaced Tiananmen in my heart. The music they play were like songs from Embassy and Cuisine, solid! Wow! And what made me love it so much is the alcopops they serve. They all go in macho size which serves 4-6. We had a Macho Frozen Margarita and shockingly, it is really macho! Why? Imagine a margarita glass, the tall one, 50x bigger. Its width is about the size of a big dinner plate just like of what's in Kitchen (the resto), and its length is like from foot to knee, inclusive of the stem of the glass ofcourse. I'm not kididng. And for just Php 800.00, it's not bad! And did I say it is really strong? Yes! It is strong. I am so inviting my bestfriend Leila in Attica one of these days. She'll love it there. Anyway, after that huge Margarita, we went off to Club Gov, it's just accross Attica. Good thing I have my guest list there so we just went straight ahead, grabbed a couple of beers and finnished our night drunk-dancing.

Mr. Bottle and I had a blast. We really enjoyed our saga. Ofcourse, we're both drunk, we played reyp reypan ( the Rape game ) back home.

We both won and finnished the game. Haha! Fool you!

The Bad Effect Of My Bakals

Having these bakals (bakals as my own term for my braces) for almost a year now, I have to say that my pearly white teeth have improved. Really. Having this is really memorable because my ex-bf and I had to undergo these bakals at the same time. That same night was a Regal-Shocker-Moment for us as we literally gone wild fighting like lions. (naks, nostalgia. And Mr. Bottle, babe if you're reading this, it's just an entry to my blog okay? It has nothing to do with my love for you. I love you babe!)

Anyway going back, yup, my teeth have improved 10x but having bakals is a lot of pain.

1. mouth sores ( I hate it big time)
2. uneasy moments (specially when newly adjusted)
3. mis-pronounced words (like s to sh, b to v, plus over flowing saliva on the side. hassle pare!)
4. tinga everywhere (you would'nt want to go on a date with a spinach on one of the brackets)
5. eating corn on a cob, chicharon, and bulalo (badtrip)
6. kissing (damn!)

and of course... (drum roll)

7. sucking. (i admit it. let me tell you a story about it)

One steamy afternoon... a very very steamy afternoon... Mr. Bottle and I played with each other, like kids experimenting the human anatomy. When it was my turn to play with his 'you know' (ang labo haha), I accidentally scratched his cute birdie with my braces. So just imagine how painful it is for him? Good thing it was just a scratch and it didn't cause bleeding or anything but the thought that you've hurt someone you love while making love because of 'bakals' makes it really awkward for me.

Mr. Bottle said:
"ouch. babe, masakit" (babe that hurts)
All I could say was:
"Sorry Babe!" (with a peace sign with a sweet smile that could melt him)

Good thing we're both naturally malibog (horny lads), we still continued. Also, since I'm the one who goes inside him, he won't be using his wonderful birdie for any pene. (peace babe! i'll bring you flowers later)

I won't get into details ofcourse. You guys are old enough and gay enough just like my mom (sorry mom but you really are bading . i love you mom) to understand what happens during those steamy moments.

But, yes I admit it, I'm really not good in sucking so yeah it really is my fault. I'd rather fuck than suck (pucha KurantMaster how open could you get in writing your blogs haha).

So if you have braces, please be careful. You could go slow.

Disclaimer: guys I'm really not like this loco. This is just another face (like Ali Larter's role in Heroes).

Could you think of any circumstances where you or your partner's braces got caught up somewhere? I'd love to hear it.