tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357386992024-03-14T00:56:01.450+08:00You Want The Truth?You can't handle the truth, pussy!Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.comBlogger60125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-61264703166775828742007-04-12T01:13:00.000+08:002007-04-12T03:27:14.278+08:00Eric Fructuoso kisses and tellsBecause a has-been like Eric Fructuoso isn't material meaty enough for a post, I cannot write anything about him without mentioning his former group, the Gwapings. And so I scoured the net for photos of the defunct pogi boy group...and failed miserably. Try it: Go to Google Images, type "Gwapings", and voila! Nothing! Well, except for a couple of loser photos and even some so horrific they could Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-56008175652268887172007-04-03T01:19:00.000+08:002007-04-03T02:07:04.767+08:00Halle Berry gets emoBecause having a rocking body and being rich is not enough reason to go on living, Oscar-winning actress Halle Berry divulged that she indeed considered committing suicide. In an article on People.com, it says:"Berry, 40, admits to Parade magazine that she tried to gas herself when her fiery union to Atlanta Braves baseball star David Justice collapsed, but pulled out at the last minute."Say whatMiss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-77701719194288819692007-03-28T01:23:00.000+08:002007-03-28T02:36:18.693+08:00Some dude broadcasts his virginityTacky seat covers double as men's blouses; and the guy at the back is so appalled he has to close his eyes as he cringesIn the tradition of posts about reality artista search dudes doing really stupid things, enter Fred Payawan. Fred who? Panopio? No! Payawan.According to a PEP article bluntly titled Fred Payawan Admits He Is Still A Virgin, apparently that Fred person was in DJ Mo Twister's "Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-69328285777245240292007-03-24T13:42:00.000+08:002007-03-24T13:46:41.462+08:00Gifts for your materialistic GFMichael Jackson FINALLY had a sex changeIn behalf of the female population, I apologize to all the boyfriends in the world who have gold-digging biatches for girlfriends. However, I make no apologies for your stupidity in not knowing the difference between her hand going for your crotch and her hand going for your wallet when you're watching a movie or something.But I won't tell you to break up Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-45274827607264129152007-03-22T02:19:00.000+08:002007-03-22T04:08:00.255+08:00American Idol does the Philippines"He farted, not I!"This season of American Idol is a snoozefest. Of course there are undeniably talented contestants—not to mention the token rocker, the token sex symbol, the token talented big black singer, and the token sucky singer. (And of course, I'll still watch each and every episode) But the funny thing is, even if some of AI's singers suck, they sing way better than some of our very ownMiss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-55881086439827721972007-03-16T01:01:00.000+08:002007-03-16T02:53:49.888+08:00Echo tries to make musicThis is old news, but I just want to remind everyone that Jericho Rosales is in a band. With an album. I'd like to say that Jeans, Echo's (yeah, we're close) band, follows in the pansy footsteps of fellow pogi band Hale, but every time I see Echo's three bandmates and feel no urge whatsoever to throw them against the wall and rip their clothes off (and the thought makes me want to hurl instead), Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-51934886024298112912007-03-08T01:17:00.000+08:002007-03-08T02:57:51.089+08:00Smell this VulvaThe blonde chick from some obscure European countrypreferred wearing her G-string around her legsA few years ago, a sample of Vulva came in the office mail. We weren't sure if it was a sincere gift to all our virgin officemates who have never seen/touched/smelled a vagina in their entire lives. But anyway, so there it was, and we had no idea what it was until we read the enclosed leaflet, which Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-24353605305371022532007-03-06T01:46:00.000+08:002007-03-06T18:08:12.345+08:00Trump stomps on beauty queen's dreamsThis is for entertainment purposes only and doesn’t reflect actual events of people known to author other than fictitious aspects of her silly brilliant mind. Unless you really believe that I happened to overhear someone's conversation with Le Trump. In Meheeko. Anyway, any similarities are purely coincidental and unintentional. Somewhere in Mexico a few days before the Miss Universe 2007 pageantMiss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-4899862134526331162007-03-04T22:42:00.000+08:002007-03-05T02:58:39.238+08:00Kinky keyboardThose crazy Japs are at it again! This time, though, I'm not too sure if this should be considered more of a sex toy rather than a gadget. Whatever. Either way, say hello to the nifty-kinky Angel Kitty french maid USB keyboard. The costume comes with a built-in silicon keyboard for your girlfriend to wear and for you to actually use with your Windows computer. And here's how it's going to look Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-47664039194019712552007-02-22T19:26:00.000+08:002007-02-22T20:32:44.309+08:00James Yap dog-styles some chick"Duh... uh... ngggguh... huhhhh..."So right now in showbiz, the only thing louder than Kris Aquino's mouth is news that her basketball player husband, James Yap, cheated on her with some nurse named Hope. Okay, fine, pretend all you want that you don't give a shit about this bit of gossip, but do continue to read this post for its entertainment value, LOL.Well, for one, take a look at this Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-83110656333666166542007-02-17T01:34:00.000+08:002007-02-17T03:58:45.783+08:00Friendster subtextsThe grammar police was so hungry they ate punctuation marksLet's all admit it, we never update our Friendster profiles for self-fulfillment. We never gain joy and shed tears of happiness from reading and rereading our useless profiles. The only reason we fill in those stupid blanks is to show off. We want to broadcast how cultured we are with our high-brow interests like, I don't know, poetry, Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-79366938190116286142007-02-12T01:03:00.000+08:002007-02-11T12:48:50.806+08:00Shitty flooringActual news, folks. And I must say, I'm not shitting you."DETROIT - Home-buyers of tomorrow could find themselves walking across floors made from manure. Researchers at Michigan State University and the U.S. Department of Agriculture insist it's no cow pie in the sky dream.They say that fiber from processed and sterilized cow manure could take the place of sawdust in making fiberboard, which is Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-33152511078920977342007-02-08T21:20:00.000+08:002007-02-06T13:20:20.716+08:00I love you, Piolo! Sam, too!Erik's center of gravity wasn't the only thing that confused himNow this is the actual title of the news bit: "Erik chooses Piolo and Sam over Rufa Mae." I'm not shitting you. Now I don't know about you guys, but that in itself sets off a ding in my head that there's something quite suspicious about that Erik Santos character. Not that joining and singing ballads in a singing contest on national Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-71377756248124092712007-02-04T01:51:00.000+08:002007-02-04T02:44:08.530+08:00John and Jessica sitting in a tree...Edward Scissorhands forgot to wear eyelinerSo, apparently John Mayer and Jessica Simpson are fucking each other's brains out. Now if that first sentence is too uncouth for your goody-goody senses, what I meant was John Mayer and Jessica Simpson are dating. And probably fucking each other's brains out. Not that Jessica needs any degree of wild shagging to get her brains expelled by her body, but Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-91917273310121555052007-01-24T00:12:00.000+08:002007-01-24T02:48:50.675+08:00Ebay.ph sells weird/ugly shitMiss Diss: Today we have a very special guest to help me rummage for dissable stuff on Ebay.ph.Mr. D: And FYI, I've got nothing to do with this shit. The only reason you dragged me into this is to make sure someone at least reacts to your pseudo punchlines.Miss Diss: Screw you. (whimpers softly)Item No. 1Miss Diss: You want a pair of short?Mr. D: Kunin mo nga yung short mo dun sa samapayan.Miss Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-80083705785978362782007-01-18T01:10:00.000+08:002007-01-18T01:39:10.955+08:00Humping horses and stuffEsteban wanted only one thing from Wind BlownWhen I read about the new film about the man who died from shagging a horse, I laughed. And I was dying to know exactly how he fucked the poor animal. I mean, think of the possibilities. If you can't imagine it, then picture gay sex with someone with a printout of Black Beauty over his face. It could go either fucking way!Of course I should've been Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-18688018174623303432007-01-15T21:09:00.000+08:002007-01-15T22:01:36.035+08:00WTFNot surprisingly, I've had my share of bizarre comments on this blog, which I welcome with open arms and an expectant wallet because having the verbal equivalent of men's underwear being thrown at me is better than having tumbleweeds scurry past my blog.However! This one, posted on my introductory post at Putanginamo!com, really takes the freaking cake:I should be flattered that above Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-18003664371611952572007-01-12T01:53:00.000+08:002007-01-12T03:30:51.791+08:00Sam Milby can't deny he's gay...if his life depended on it.Oh, Sam. Sam, Sam, Sam. Even if your so-called friends defend you, why can't you deny you're gay? Is it because, good heavens, you do suck cock and like being shagged from behind? Your interview was the most fucking hilarious thing I've ever read since I've re-read my latest blog post. Of the 23,894,320,823,479,123 possible responses to the question "Are you gay?" Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-58049683269313384922007-01-11T01:40:00.000+08:002007-01-11T02:23:31.126+08:00Some chick's beach sex scandalStiff necks: uncomfortableI never knew who Daniella Cicarelli was until I heard she had YouTube blocked in Brazil because of her pseudo sex scandal video. With my insatiable desire to live up to my smart-ass image, I did my research on this controversial model and now I know that she was Ronaldo's ex, which is all that really matters because I don't give a jackshit about how good-looking she is, Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-86809844166748865012007-01-10T21:12:00.000+08:002007-01-11T01:26:54.474+08:00Spreading the love on the netReposted from Putanginamo!com (click it to see one-fourth of my actual face, hehe):Hi, I’m Miss Diss (but you can call me Miss Diss) and some time last week, I left my first ever comment here on Putanginamo!com. And now for some strange reason—thanks to Mr. Obet, good feng shui, and the countless cuss words on my blog—I’ve become one of this site’s guest bloggers.I (barely) maintain two blogs Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-63243280541505613152007-01-09T01:45:00.000+08:002007-01-09T03:11:47.887+08:00Toilet dockToilet dock, hardeehar, get it? The official product name is the "Atech iCarta Stereo Dock for iPod with Bath Tissue." It supports most iPod dock connectors and swears to high heavens that it will "enhance your experience in any room with your favorite music from your iPod." I've heard of singing in the shower, but singing while shitting? In any case, I bet it goes perfectly well with the Sudoku Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-469617088376166782007-01-07T02:56:00.000+08:002007-01-07T04:18:08.298+08:00Crazy pipeCrazy Pipe, not crazy pipe as in crazy mute. Anyway, I don't know how it even became Mark Herras' song, all he did was just dance to it. But I fucking can't get it off my head. Worse, I even find myself unconsciously bobbing my head to it when I hear it—if not imagining myself doing those popular dance steps. Egad!My theory why the song's so catchy is it was recorded using the backmasking Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-48853207466304464792007-01-04T00:48:00.000+08:002007-01-04T02:47:21.929+08:00How to be Oyo BoyIt's not as difficult as you think.1. Have a really ugly-ass name that sounds as though everyone's babytalking you even as they say, "Fuck you, pansy boy [insert ugly-ass name]! I hope 20 million stinky hairy men rape you in the...the nose, muthafucka!" Restrain yourself from adding an "h" in "Boy."2. Try hard to look as though you're trying real hard to act. Make sure to emphasize the "trying Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-68740890891147703122007-01-02T20:58:00.000+08:002007-01-02T21:53:30.782+08:00What an organ!As I was listening to music on Pandora.com, I checked out the details of the particular track I was listening to and lo and behold...Thus this sneaking suspicion that this little known band's lead singer is this guy:Boobies: squishyPossible tracks of their album include revivals of hit songs such as:1) Mike Francis' "Let Me In"2) Michael Bolton's "Can I Touch You There"3) The Foo Fighters' "Big Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35738699.post-74370488315755160962006-12-30T16:42:00.000+08:002006-12-30T16:51:56.760+08:00A big box of emo crayonsClick for a larger view! (Now if only it was just as easy to enlarge tits or weiners)Miss Disshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04939813154704601107noreply@blogger.com0