I read Anne’s post a couple of days ago, which made me remember this.

When she showed a picture of a Starbucks’ red cup for the holidays,
I immediately thought of this post I have meant to share with you.
And it has been in my Drafts for almost a year now.

Let me start with this little story.

You see,
For some reason,
People always mis-spell my name.
Always.

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I did this post last September,
about “A Favour – For A Cause”

The results are in,
if you want to know how the million dollars got distributed.

Check out the results here –> TripAdvisor.com/Causes

Thank you to all those who contributed their time
for a very good cause.

Aren’t you glad you clicked on something worthy and productive,
rather than forwarding an email spam,
in the hopes that Bill Gates will give everyone a million dollars?

Tacsiyapo \tak-sha-po\

There‘s this place we went to where you can release your stress and anger,
by throwing stuff to a wall.

As you can see from the pictures,
you can throw all sorts of stuff.
From plates, to saucers, to teacups,
from old wall clocks and T.V.s
for a fee.

And you get to choose your target
where you can smash your frustrations the most.

From In-laws,
to Ex-Wives,
to Parents,
to Employers,
to Creditors,
to pretty much every single one you know.

You just have to shout Tacsiyapo! Before you make your throw.

I am not really sure what “Tacsiyapo” means.
I think it means “Shame on you.”

I did toss some plates on the wall.
I wasn’t really frustrated, I just wanted to break stuff.
And yes it did feel pretty good.

I am sorry I do not have any pictures of me tossing the plates,
since we were all laughing so hard.
And we were pretty scared the fragments might bounce back and hit us.
That would not be good.

But to be honest with you,
The real “TACSIYAPO” in this little gimmick they have,
Is when you go to the cashier
and pay for the stuff you purposely broke.

500 Pesos???

TACSIYAPO!!

My sincerest thanks to everyone
who extended their support and condolences
for me and my family.

Thank you all very much.

Ty

Dad.
Also known as, “The funniest guy I know.”
Passed away today.

Thank you to all my friends who
called and sent their sympathies.

“Hey Dad!
Remember this?”

I played it for you.

My two best friends in the Philippines
are going through difficult times.

May the Lord give them peace in their hearts, and bless their families.

I truly regret the fact that I cannot be with them in times of need.
It truly is heartbreaking.

The Lord has His ways, my brothers.
He puts consolation, only where He first put pain.

The kid turns 6 today.
That’s like a whole hand and a finger!

Don’t let the face fool you.
He is the only kid I know who can beat his old man
in our weekly “Household Father-and-Son Farting Competition.”
(He got me in the “stench-severity category.”)

No matter!
I am still the “Semi-Monthly Burping Tournament” Champion.

Happy Birthday, Son!
Thank you for showing me who I really am.

Listen.
You hear it?

I can.

I can actually hear the turkeys crying
and the beers flowing in Canada!

I would have loved to be there today!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING, CANADA!

Gobble gobble!