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Radio Ga-Ga While having lunch today, we were roundly entertained by a radio program called “The Daily Dighay*” where callers dialed in to blast out their most resounding burp. Youngest, busily playing with his Zoob, paused after hearing a notable burp on the radio and went, “I can do that too, Mommy,”--and let loose a REALLY long and loud one. Now I ponder if calling the radio station and having a 7 year old burp into the phone for a prize constitutes exploitation.  *(Dighay is Tagalog for burp, and the last syllable is pronounced similarly to the English “hi”  I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho instead of Oh God in the throes of passion. |
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a loud dighay is much better than a loud put put hugss far farahdise 
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1/21/2009 11:39 pm |
I will take a lot of soda so I can come out of big burrrrp!  
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1/21/2009 11:40 pm |
a loud dighay is much better than a loud put put hugss far  *cant say f__t*
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a loud dighay is much better than a loud put put hugss far Better to burp and taste it Than to "put put" and waste it. I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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I will take a lot of soda so I can come out of big burrrrp! I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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a "burp" from way down there. *cant say f__t* Will recite it, with feelings, when we meet up again. I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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There's a radio program that NPR ought to pick up. It might class up the joint, huh? Maybe they could imbed belching sounds into the classical music they play and call it "Burping With Beethoven." Not that I'd listen ... ~ B. And I'll have you know we Olientals do not bulp, we only effelvesce, lah! I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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Hi Dean! Birthday coming up soon! Let's hear a Birthday Burp from the Birthday Boy, yay! I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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1/22/2009 3:09 am |
My youngest can do it even without soda! Sheer inborn talent, I tell you! LOL!
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1/22/2009 3:11 am |
Oh, I've got another crass poem, about that particular F word, too! Will recite it, with feelings, when we meet up again.  Oks..lets set a sched when can we meet up again
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1/22/2009 5:38 am |
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That is such a marvelous talent! Going to be a heartthrob one day, I tell you. I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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Another new one eh! Oks..lets set a sched when can we meet up again I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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Wouldn't you need two phones for that? One on each end? I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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Gawd, we Asians and our toilet humor. Cracks me up, though. I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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Darn, Uni did it already. No, doesn't count as exploitation, unless it becomes a dayly occurenct, UNLESS, you can convince the jury it falls under catagory if RITUALS & RITES. LOL That's it, it's a religious event. Burptism? Hmmm, possibilities, possibilities. I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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1/22/2009 12:50 pm |
I once worked at this restaurant and we only had this one lil room for breaks. So one day I had a coke and before I could hold it back out came the "DIGHAY"..opps  I was in time to cover my mouth and say sorry, but not in time for my companion who called me a pig while she blow-ed smoke from her cigarette in my face..... It is the truth in man that sets him free.. 
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Pffffffft is what I usually say on IMs. But it doesn't mean what you think it means. I'm not...releasing whatever it is you might suspect I'm releasing. (I just confused us both, I think) I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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Me, I sing a lot of lewd songs. Ask Sherry and Far. I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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I once worked at this restaurant and we only had this one lil room for breaks. So one day I had a coke and before I could hold it back out came the "DIGHAY"..opps I was in time to cover my mouth and say sorry, but not in time for my companion who called me a pig while she blow-ed smoke from her cigarette in my face.....Unless, of course, you just had nuclear-strength garlic and onions. I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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We have food fights for dinner. That is, I keep trying to get my boys to eat vegetables, and they keep finding ways to thwart me. You should see how my youngest tries to hide a pea. My eldest has the same burping talent. I think they got it from their father. Genetics, pffft. Can't ever escape it. Sigh. I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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Dare double dare you to post the lyrics here. You do that and you'll get my waaaay lewd version of Deck the Halls I made up for a gay friend of mine. I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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1/23/2009 1:26 am |
Gaaaah, I'd take a burp over cigarette smoke any day! Unless, of course, you just had nuclear-strength garlic and onions. She would have dropped dead ..It is the truth in man that sets him free..
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hahaha..Darn wished back then my DIGHAY had these nuclear-strength of Garlic and Onions. She would have dropped dead ..Cooooooooooooooooool! I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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