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Binasag ng mga kawatan ang sasakyan ng reallife couple na sina Ronnie Alonte at Loisa Andaloi.Makikita sa mga larawan na...
01/12/2022

Binasag ng mga kawatan ang sasakyan ng reallife couple na sina Ronnie Alonte at Loisa Andaloi.

Makikita sa mga larawan na ipinost ng ABSCBN News, wasak ang windshield ng Jeep Wrangler Wagon nina Ronnie at Loisa.

Base sa report ng ABSCBN News, nabiktima ang celebrity couple ng Basag-Kotse Gang sa Molino Road, Brgy. Molino 3, Cavite, kagabi, November 30.

Kinumpirma din ng Bacoor City Police, na natangay ng mga magnanakaw ang dalawang iPhone 11 at isang iPhone 13.

Hindi naman nasaktan ang dalawa sa insedente.

Unindentified suspects stole 2 units of iPhone 11 and one unit of iPhone 13 after breaking the windshield of the victims' Jeep Wrangler Wagon. https://t.co/nRCCr2mwLS

— Dennis Datu () December 1, 2022

Si Ronnie Alonte ay isang Pinoy actor, singer, at dancer. Siya ay kabilang sa mga pelikulang Seklusyon (2016), Vince and Kath and James (2016), and its sequel James and Pat and Dave (2020).

Sasakyan nina Ronnie Alonte at Loisa Andaloi binasag ng mga kawatan

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Binasag ng mga kawatan ang sasakyan ng reallife couple na sina Ronnie Alonte at Loisa Andaloi. Makikita sa mga larawan na ipinost ng ABS...

Matapang na inilahad ni Vina Morales ang kanya ngayong buhay pag-ibig.Sa isang episode ng morning talkshow nang Kapamily...
01/12/2022

Matapang na inilahad ni Vina Morales ang kanya ngayong buhay pag-ibig.

Sa isang episode ng morning talkshow nang Kapamilya Network na Magandang Buhay ay ibinunyag niyang matagal na silang nagkakilala ng kanyang boyfriend ngayon.

Aminado din siya na masaya ang kanyang puso ngayon.

“Ako naman ay masaya…inspired ako, kinikilig, tumitibok ang puso ko,” sabi ni Vina

“I met him when I did a show in Hawaii 21 years ago, wala pa akong Ceanna. We’ve been in touch. And then bigla na lang, I don’t know itong trip ko na ito, itong tour, he watched my show in Miami. And then doon na nag-start lahat, ulit." dagdag pa niya

“All the time he’s always been in touch, e-mail, hindi ko lang nababasa masyado, pati sa Instagram parang ganun. But he is really a nice guy,” sey pa ng beterang actress

Maalala na kamakailan lang ay nagviral ang mga larawan nila ni Vina kasama ang kanyang boyfriend sa kanilang masayang bakasyon sa Boracay.

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Sharon Garcia Magdayao o mas kilalal bilang Vina Morales ay isang kilalang Pinoy singer, songwriter, actress, entrepreneur at model. Siya ay kinilala bilang “Ultimate Performer” sa ibat-ibang media outlets. Nanalo din ang si Vina ng dalawang Awit Awards gaya ng prestigious 'Album of the Year at country's equivalent of the Grammys

Vina Morales matapang na inilahad ang kanya ngayong love life

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Marcus Rashford was raised in Wythenshawe, in south Manchester, and has only ever played professional soccer for Manches...
30/11/2022

Marcus Rashford was raised in Wythenshawe, in south Manchester, and has only ever played professional soccer for Manchester United. Supporters of the club adore him, and, when he is performing at his ravishing best, the fans sing “Rashford is Red” in his honor. The chant:

From Wythenshawe and loves to fight,

He’s born to play in red and white,

So listen close, it must be said,

Like Manchester, Rashford is red.

The song wasn’t heard much last season, when Rashford—hampered by injuries and in poor form—seemed to lose not only his touch but some of his hunger. He didn’t always start for Manchester United, and he was dropped from the England squad. He looked miserable.

Since the new Premiership season began in August, however, the chorus has reverberated around Old Trafford more often. Under Manchester United’s new manager, Erik ten Hag, Rashford has regained his smile, his speed, and his eye for goal. When he doesn’t have the ball, he is pressing opponents with his trademark zeal. Gareth Southgate, the England manager, took note of these improvements, and included Rashford in his World Cup squad. In England’s first match, against Iran, he came on as a substitute. The announcer had barely finished calling his name, when—with his first three touches of the ball—he scored.

Following England’s torpid, goalless draw against the U.S.A., Southgate’s team wanted a win against its final group opponent, Wales, to insure it topped the group, but a draw and even a narrow loss would have been enough to qualify. (Wales’s route to qualification was much more difficult: it needed to win, and for the U.S.A. and Iran to draw; or, Wales needed to beat England by four or more goals, which it had never done in a hundred and three previous matches.) The contest wasn’t about only the dynamics of the World Cup. It was a local derby, played on foreign soil, and the first time two British nations have faced each other in a World Cup. The tournament points on offer were paramount, but they were not the only reason both teams wanted desperately to win.

Many commentators encouraged Southgate to make changes to his starting team. Rashford had not started the U.S.A. match, but there wasn’t a loud clamor for him to be included. (Phil Foden, the puckish Manchester City forward, was the name on everybody’s lips.) In the end, Southgate made several changes from the team that played against the U.S.A. Foden and Rashford joined Harry Kane in attack. Jordan Henderson of Liverpool bolstered the midfield. Kyle Walker would start at right back.

Even during the anthems, the Welsh were a little off. Their fans and players raced ahead of the music to their magnificent hymn, “Land of My Fathers.” They played with no real fluency, either. In the first half, the ball rarely reached their star player, Gareth Bale, and they managed only one genuine attempt at goal, in the fifth minute of stoppage time. England, on the other hand, looked smart. The English front line harried Wales high up the pitch with an intensity that would test most teams at this World Cup. Rashford had a wonderful chance to score in the tenth minute, following a clever ball from Kane, but he was denied by a good save from the Welsh goalkeeper Danny Ward. Another promising move in the thirty-eighth minute—punctuated by the most eye-catching piece of skill in the match, a backheel pass from Jude Bellingham—finished when Foden shot over the bar. Still, Wales defended stoutly, and the half ended 0–0.

In the second half, England caught fire. A run from Foden—who was excellent throughout the match—drew a foul on the edge of the Welsh box. Rashford buried the free kick past the flailing arms of Ward: 1–0. A minute later, Rashford won the ball back for England in a dangerous area. He fed Kane, who drilled a low cross to Foden, who scored: 2–0. In the other group match, the U.S.A. was beating Iran 1–0. Every path for Wales to qualify had seemingly closed. The only question now, with England rampant, was whether the Welsh players could summon the energy to salvage some pride, and perhaps a goal.

They could not, despite the urging of their wonderful fans, who were decked in red and yellow bucket hats, and who only briefly lost their voice. In the sixty-eighth minute of the match, Kalvin Phillips—a substitute for Declan Rice—found Rashford on another lightning run. Rashford controlled the ball, cut inside onto his left foot, and fired straight at and through Ward: 3–0. Match over. When Rashford was substituted in the seventy-fifth minute for Jack Grealish, he received a rowdy ovation from the many thousands of England supporters in the stadium, then a hug from his manager.

In the final sixteen knockout match on Sunday, England will face Senegal—a dangerous opponent. Before that occasion, English sportswriters and broadcasters will argue noisily about the players that Southgate should select in his starting eleven. The name of one man—dismissed by some commentators last year, and not universally backed to even make the England squad for this World Cup—will now be written on many team sheets. He comes from Wythenshawe, and he loves to fight.

World Cup 2022: Marcus Rashford Gets His Smile Back

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Both the U.S. and England could emerge confident from last Friday’s scoreless encounter. For the Americans, it felt like...
30/11/2022

Both the U.S. and England could emerge confident from last Friday’s scoreless encounter. For the Americans, it felt like a moral victory: they were flashy, self-assured, and dynamic, not at all intimidated by the runner-ups at the Euro 2020 tournament. Fans of England viewed the result in more pragmatic terms. Having grown accustomed to the manager Gareth Southgate’s safety-first approach, they cared more about advancement than style, and the point earned from the nil-nil draw suited them just fine, all but guaranteeing England a place in the knockout stage.

Following the U.S.’s opening-round draw with Wales, the England draw set up a decisive final group match for the U.S. against Iran. This year more so than others, the World Cup feels like geopolitics by other means, and story lines naturally abounded. Over the weekend, the U.S. Soccer Federation posted a tweet in which the Iranian flag was altered—it did not have the Islamic republic emblem. The Iranian federation responded to this slight by lobbying for the Americans to be expelled from the tournament. At a press conference, the U.S. captain, Tyler Adams, was criticized by an Iranian reporter for mispronouncing the country’s name. The reporter then suggested that it was hypocritical for America, with its historical mistreatment of African Americans, like Adams, to denounce oppression elsewhere. Meanwhile, the German footballing legend and commentator Jürgen Klinsmann decried the “culture” of Iranian footballers, implying that they made up for their lack of skill with dirty tricks and brute aggression. Iran’s coach, Carlos Queiroz, asked for Klinsmann to be stripped of his position at FIFA, soccer’s governing body.

All this made for a charged atmosphere come match time. Iran—ranked twentieth in the world—would likely advance with just a draw, and its priority was to stymie a lively U.S. attack. The American coach, Gregg Berhalter, started Josh Sargent over Haji Wright, though neither has looked very threatening in the tournament so far. For the first half hour, the Americans dominated, with the left back Antonee Robinson constantly bombing forward. Timothy Weah was silky along the right wing, and Yunus Musah, celebrating his twentieth birthday, was a tenacious, swaggering presence in the midfield. But, as has often been the case over the past few years, they created few clear chances for a shot at goal.

In the thirty-seventh minute, Adams rolled the ball to Weston McKennie, who spotted Sergiño Dest making a run down the right. McKennie casually stepped into a perfectly floated pass toward the right back, who headed it across the box. Christian Pulisic broke toward the goal, shouldering his way in between two Iranian defenders, and poking home what would become the winner. His momentum sent him crashing into the Iranian goalkeeper, and for a few minutes he stayed on the ground, woozy from the collision. He would be subbed off at halftime with an abdominal injury—a euphemism, some guessed, for being walloped in the groin.

In the second half, Iran played with a newfound desperation. A draw would still mean progress to the round of sixteen. The U.S. had been in a similar position against Wales—a match where they were clinging to a one-goal advantage. That time, they showed a lack of guile in conceding a late penalty. But, against Iran, the U.S. defense was resolute. The center backs Tim Ream and Cameron Carter-Vickers—Berhalter’s surprising choice over Walker Zimmerman, who’d started the first two matches—had yet to play together in Qatar, yet held steady. (Some thought that Carter-Vickers was lucky to avoid a penalty on the dangerous Iranian striker Mehdi Taremi in stoppage time.)

The U.S. will face the Netherlands on Saturday, and it will be thrilling to watch Adams, McKennie, and Musah take on a Dutch midfield led by the otherworldly Frenkie de Jong. There’s never been a cohort quite this creative in American soccer. Maybe there’s no reason to wait until 2026 for them to gel. I thought about this while watching Belgium play Canada last week. Belgium’s golden generation—led by Eden Hazard, Romelu Lukaku, and Kevin De Bruyne—is facing the end of its window. Six or seven years ago, those players were primed to become the next dominant European power. But they’ve underperformed for their national team, and De Bruyne lamented that they’re now “too old” to contend. And then there was Canada—like America, they are talented, athletic, up-and-coming. They were a blast to watch but a bit too young and inexperienced, losing both of their opening round matches.

A hundred minutes against Iran, and there was still no sign of the American attacker Gio Reyna, a minor star of another, less geopolitically resonant story line. It spoke to the U.S. abundance on the wings that there was no room for the Borussia Dortmund star. The tireless Brenden Aaronson came on after Pulisic was injured. And Berhalter’s substitution patterns late in matches have favored reliable veterans from the M.L.S., meaning that Reyna has barely played in the tournament. At first, the coach suggested that it was because of injury, though he later explained it was a strategic choice. But this inconsistency has invited speculation. Over the weekend, the former U.S. striker Eric Wynalda shared a rumor he’d heard that Reyna was being mistreated by Berhalter, leading to a fractious locker room. Whether Wynalda’s accusations held any truth, there was no feeling of disunity on Tuesday night. Instead: the thrill of more chatter, the privilege of a hotter spotlight and even more controversy, the opportunity to play at least once more.

World Cup 2022: Maybe Team U.S.A.’s Moment Is Now

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PALM BEACH (The Borowitz Report)—Donald J. Trump revealed that he did not know the identity of a recent dining companion...
29/11/2022

PALM BEACH (The Borowitz Report)—Donald J. Trump revealed that he did not know the identity of a recent dining companion at Mar-a-Lago because of the white hood his guest was wearing.

“The guy shows up in a white hood, and I thought, That’s some kind of wacko,” Trump said. “I thought since he was a friend of Ye’s maybe it was some weird new fashion Ye was trying to sell. He’s been dropped by a lot of companies and has been treated very unfairly.”

“Then I thought, Is this Mike Lindell?” Trump continued. “He’s the MyPillow guy, but he sells things besides pillows, like sheets. And he’s kind of a joker. Mike is a lot of fun, but the press doesn’t report that. They’ve been very nasty to him.”

“Whoever it was, I didn’t think it was very smart to be wearing white to dinner with me,” he added. “When I eat, a lot of ketchup goes flying. Who would wear a white hood when they know they’re going to get hit by ketchup? Only a wacko or a joker. Anyway, he didn’t get any ketchup on the hood, so everything was fine.”

Trump Says He Did Not Know Identity of Dinner Guest, Owing to White Hood

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PALM BEACH ( The Borowitz Report )—Donald J. Trump revealed that he did not know the identity of a recent dining companion at Mar-a-Lago b...

2022 In Review News, Opinion, and Analysis—The New YorkerThe Best TV Shows of 2022The most notable series of the year re...
29/11/2022

2022 In Review News, Opinion, and Analysis—The New Yorker

The Best TV Shows of 2022

The most notable series of the year reinforced the maxim that TV is a writer’s medium: there were characters and relationships that inspired conversation and reconsideration, and shows that reimagined worlds that could be, or should never be.

6:00 A.M.

The Best Jokes of 2022

Dr. Oz went shopping, Elon Musk broke Twitter, Chris Rock thought fast, and corn melted our hearts.

November 25, 2022

2022 in Review

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Nagsalita narin sa wakas ang actor na si Christian Bables kaugnay sa mga taong kumukwestyon sa tunay niyang kasarian. Sa...
29/11/2022

Nagsalita narin sa wakas ang actor na si Christian Bables kaugnay sa mga taong kumukwestyon sa tunay niyang kasarian.

Sa kanyang post sa Twitter ay prangkang niyang sinagot ang mga ito.

Sabi niya: "Nakakatawang interesadong interesado kayong malaman kung ano ba ang “tunay na gender” ko, na para bang parte yun ng bawat pag hinga at pag utot niyo."

Nagbiro ang actor na umanoy siya ay Tomboy.

"Ok to set the record straight, TOMBOY po ako. Kung hindi pa kayo maniwala, ewan ko nlng mga hinayupak kayo. Good night mga vuhkl" sabi niya

Nakakatawang interesadong interesado kayong malaman kung ano ba ang “tunay na gender” ko, na para bang parte yun ng bawat pag hinga at pag utot niyo. Ok to set the record straight, TOMBOY po ako. Kung hindi pa kayo maniwala, ewan ko nlng mga hinayupak kayo. Good night mga vuhkla.

— Christian Bables () November 24, 2022

Si Christian Mercurio Bables ay isang Pinoy actor. Siya ay dineklarang Best Leading Actor sa 5th Hanoi International Film Festival para sa kanyang karakter na "Intoy" para sa pelikulang Signa Rock.

Kinilala rin siya bilang Best Supporting Actor sa Gawad Urian Awards para sa kanyang trans woman character na "Barbs" sa Pelikulang Die Beautiful.

Christian Bables nagsalita sa kumukwestyon sa tunay niyang kasarian: "TOMBOY po ako"

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It has been an interminable month since Elon Musk assumed control of Twitter and showed up in its headquarters while car...
28/11/2022

It has been an interminable month since Elon Musk assumed control of Twitter and showed up in its headquarters while carrying a bathroom sink. (In a leaden pun that foreshadowed what was to come, Musk tweeted, “let that sink in.”) The platform has since shed two-thirds of its workforce; lost half of its top hundred advertisers, including Citigroup, Merck pharmaceuticals, and Chevrolet; witnessed the rushed introduction and abrupt cancellation of a laughable subscription-payment scheme; reinstated the account of a former President who used the platform to promote a violent attack on the United States Capitol; and lost at least more than a million users. Last week, after fourteen years on the platform, I became one of them. Former Twitter users, like digital expats, have turned up on new shores—platforms such as Mastodon and Post News—with hopes of re-creating some semblance of their former online community minus the toxicity that sent them into exile. On November 20th, the Mastodon handle posted, “I’m here because Elon broke Twitter,” which was more of a summary of what a great many people felt about the old platform than a zealous endorsement of the buggy, complicated new one.

This is a loss because, for all of Twitter’s flaws, people stuck with it for a reason. A decade ago, when Tony Wang, Twitter’s general manager in the U.K., notably described the platform as the “free speech wing of the free speech party,” he was defending users who had violated British law by sharing the details of public figures who had obtained privacy injunctions from U.K. courts. It was easy in those early days, when the heady afterglow of the Arab Spring still cast social media in a favorable light, to think of Twitter as simply the new frontier of digital democracy. Even after the platform’s unsavory practices, such as its monetization of users’ attention spans and its algorithmic manipulations, became more broadly known, Twitter still offered enough trade-offs to potentially redeem itself.

Scroll back to May 26, 2020, the day after the excruciating video of George Floyd’s murder went viral on the platform. First, a large crowd gathered on the streets of Minneapolis, then in Oakland, and then in Pensacola, and even in Frisco, Texas, and outside the Iowa Statehouse. Online outrage begat outrage in the streets. The flow of communication was lateral, not vertical. People informed their peers about the nature of our government’s failings. Were it not for social media, George Floyd—along with Ahmaud Arbery and Breonna Taylor—would likely have joined the long gallery of invisible dead Black people, citizens whose bureaucratized deaths were hidden and ignored. This is what was at stake, quietly and loudly, when Musk acquired Twitter.

The singular virtue of the fiasco over which Musk has presided is the possibility that the outcome will sever, at least temporarily, the American conflation of wealth with intellect. Market valuation is not proof of genius. Ahead of the forty-four-billion-dollar deal that gave Musk private control of Twitter, he proclaimed that he would “unlock” the site’s potential if given the chance. His admirers hailed his interest with glee. Musk has been marketed as a kind of can-do avatar, a magical mix of Marvel comics and Ayn Rand, despite serial evidence to the contrary, like the allegations of abusive treatment of Tesla workers.

Mike Tyson famously observed that “everyone has a plan until they get punched in the mouth.” The facile idea was that, as Kara Swisher pointed out on her podcast, Musk was potentially the one person who could solve Twitter’s long-term profitability problem. Such praise paved the way for the current state of affairs, where many, including Musk himself, believe Twitter’s collapse might be imminent. (Swisher, to her credit, later pointed out where Musk went astray, taking particular note of his tweet, which she deemed homophobic, regarding the assault on Paul Pelosi.)

Musk’s vision for Twitter, never entirely coherent, cracked at first contact with economic reality. His disdain for advertising meant that the companies purchasing ads would view him warily. Moreover, his lifting of bans on Twitter’s most truculent users inspired understandable fear from advertisers that their products would appear next to homophobic, racist, sexist or generally misanthropic tweets. Musk’s desire to replace lost ad revenue with subscriptions—while simultaneously reducing content moderation—made even less sense. He, effectively, asked people to pay for membership in a community where they were now more likely to be abused.

Participating in Twitter—with its world-spanning reach, its potential to radically democratize our discourse along with its virtue mobs and trolls—always required a cost-benefit analysis. That analysis began to change, at least for me, immediately after Musk took over. His reinstatement of Donald Trump’s account made remaining completely untenable. Following an absurd Twitter poll about whether Trump should be allowed to return, Musk reinstated the former President. The implication was clear: if promoting the January 6, 2021, insurrection—which left at least seven people dead and more than a hundred police officers injured—doesn’t warrant suspension to Musk, then nothing else on the platform likely could.

Musk’s ownership is markedly different from the one that preceded it. He took the company private, and Twitter is no longer a publicly traded entity. In a sense, the users whose tweets drive what remains of its shrinking ad revenue are his most important employees. My sepia-tinted memories of what Twitter was—or could possibly have become—dissolved at the prospect of stuffing money in the pocket of the richest man on the planet. Yet leaving has yielded its own complications, including unwinding connections to sources, colleagues, and roughly four hundred thousand followers. The alternatives that have gained prominence in recent weeks do not offer the same reach, or the rich vein of dissimilarity across social and geographic lines, that were some of the best aspects of Twitter. As the Times observed of disgruntled conservatives, vowing to leave Twitter is easier than actually doing so.

My decision to leave yielded a tide of farewells but also two other types of responses. The first was low-grade trolling that had the effect of validating my decision to depart. But the second was more nuanced and complicated, an argument that leaving offered a concession to the abusive, reactionary elements whose presence has become increasingly prominent since Musk took over. One person paraphrased the writer Sarah Kendzior, urging users to “never cede ground in an information war.” Those arguments are increasingly frail, though. If there is, in fact, an information war raging on Twitter, Musk is a profiteer. Twitter is what it always was: a money-making venture—just more nakedly so. And it now subsidizes a billionaire who understands free speech to be synonymous with the right to abuse others. (While claiming to champion free speech, Musk has selectively granted it, suspending accounts that are critical of him and firing employees who dissented from his view of how the company should be run.) The tech industry’s gimmick to monetize our attention has been astoundingly successful even if Twitter has habitually struggled to be profitable. In the end, Musk’s leadership of the company appears to be a cynical form of trolling—creating a welcoming environment for some of the platform’s worst actors while simultaneously hailing his new order for its inclusivity.

To the extent that people remain active on Twitter, they preserve the fragile viability of Musk’s gambit. The illusory sense of community that still lingers on the platform is one of Musk’s most significant assets. No matter which side prevails, the true victor in any war is the person selling weapons to both sides. It seems likely that this experiment will conclude with bankruptcy and Twitter falling into the hands of creditors who will have their own ideas of what it should be and whom it should serve. But at least in the interim it’s worth keeping in mind that some battles are simply not worth fighting, some battles must be fought, but none are worth fighting on terms set by those who win by having the conflict drag on endlessly.

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28/11/2022

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I Kissed a Lot of Frogs (So That You Don’t Have To)

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Sa latest update ng vlog ni Ogie Diaz kasama si Mama Loi ay napag-usapan nila ang tungkol kay Aj Raval.Ayon kay Ogie may...
27/11/2022

Sa latest update ng vlog ni Ogie Diaz kasama si Mama Loi ay napag-usapan nila ang tungkol kay Aj Raval.

Ayon kay Ogie may nagconfirm na raw na nanganak na si AJ.

Ngunit medyo duda umano siya sa kanyang source na umanoy buntis si AJ dahil kamakailan lang ay itinanggi ng ama nitong si Jeric Raval ang pangbubuntis ni Aj.

"Ako'y nagugulumihanan. Ano ba ang paniniwalaan natin? Itong source natin na sinabing nanganak sa isang payak na ospital sa Pasig itong si AJ, na nung dumating doon eh nakatakip ang mukha. Pero hindi siya dun sa delivery room nag-deliver, ni-room in lang," sabi ni Ogie

Sinabi rin umano ng source ni Ogie na nag-aantay raw si Aljur kay AJ.

"Si Aljur Abrenica raw ay nandun sa labas ng madaling araw, noong November 19, nag-aabang sa labas. Nandun siya sa loob ng sasakyan, naka-face mask, hanggang sa eventually malaman ng ating source na, 'Ayun. Si Aljur nga yun.' Kasi tinanggal ang face mask," pagbubunyag ni Ogie

Ayon pa sa source ni Ogie, Alvarez raw ang ginamit ni AJ sa halip na Raval.

"Tapos agad-agad naman daw, pagkatapos manganak ay inilabas na. Ang ginamit daw na apelyido nitong si AJ ay Alvarez" sey ni Ogie

Panoorin dito ang buong kwento ni Ogie tungkol kay AJ:

Anong masasabi niyo sa artikulong ito? Nagustuhan mo ba? Kung may suhistyon ka ay mag-iwan ng iyong komento sa ibaba. Maraming salamat ka-tabloid.

AJ Raval nanganak na umano ani source ni Ogie Diaz

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Sa latest update ng vlog ni Ogie Diaz kasama si Mama Loi ay napag-usapan nila ang tungkol kay Aj Raval. Ayon kay Ogie may nagconfirm na ...

My dream barber would make me want to get a haircut, and not just when the hair above my ears threatens to mingle with t...
27/11/2022

My dream barber would make me want to get a haircut, and not just when the hair above my ears threatens to mingle with the hair on my ears to create hair headphones that make it impossible to overhear people saying that I look like Frasier Crane from the first season of “Frasier,” when it was party in the back, local-radio-show therapy in the front.

My dream barber would never lie to me, or to himself, by telling me that I wasn’t thinning on top and am “actually doing better in that department” than he is before removing his hat to display the saddest island of hair the world has ever seen. If Columbus sailed scalps instead of the ocean blue, even he wouldn’t have confused it for the West Indies, whatever that means. The barber of my dreams would take it easy while tying the cape around my neck. I tend to ramble when I’m about to lose consciousness.

My dream barber would have a good sense of humor, but never laugh when I show him a photo of a hilariously handsome man like Jude Law, or when I show him a photo of Dr. Greene from “ER,” who is, well, attainably less so. He would understand that I think it’s funny, too, but not “haha” funny. More “Southern Gothic literature” funny, which is to say, grim. Flannery O’Connor once wrote that a good man is hard to find, and I’ve found the same to be true about men’s hair styles. Something tells me that, as I lay dying, I’ll be cursing all of the time I spent combing through the Google Images results for “balding but looks O.K.”

My dream barber would know exactly what I was looking for when I showed him these photos—better yet, I wouldn’t have to show him photos at all. He would perceive what I’d like to do with my ’do and not suggest that I shave my head and start working out to look more like the Rock. That’s simply not going to happen with my schedule. Why, I still haven’t finished the common-birds-of-New England puzzle that I got for my birthday as a present to myself! Unlike certain jacked movie stars, I’ve got things to do and can’t spend my time joking around at the gym.

My dream barber would do the heavy lifting in conversations—but only if he’s the type of person who enjoys rambling on, like a drunken Little League coach or a politician. I’m not interested in some sort of Chuck E. Cheese-style animatronic that solely exists to entertain me. Thing is, I just don’t have much to say, beyond the fact that the “E.” in “Chuck E. Cheese” stands for “entertainment.” Maybe something about the weather if I checked my app that day. Otherwise, I’d have to go back outside to freshen my memory, which would definitely delay things and be bad for business. Also, onlookers would likely be under the impression that I was “snipping and slipping,” and I don’t need that. I’ve already developed a reputation for “dining and dashing” after I thought I saw the dog from “Frasier” sniffing the pile of garbage bags across the street.

My dream barber would be able to look at the big picture while also remaining aware of the importance of little things, like offering free lollipops pre- and post-trim. After all, it’s not a lot to ask. I’ve seen what a gross of those goes for on Amazon and have actually ordered one myself. Plus, they’re not even that good. What’s the point of hoarding them like precious diamonds?

My dream barber would shave a diamond into my hair and it would look awesome—or he’d talk me out of it with more grace than a waiter who’s trying to take my money after following me for a mile at a full-on sprint.

My dream barber charges more than the stylist named Vinny who nearly van Gogh-ed me, but less than the lady who said that my “misshapen” head reminded her of modern Japanese pottery.

My dream barber wouldn’t make a big deal of it when I come back the next day to ask for a little more off the top of the shoulders. Better yet, the barber of my dreams would make my haircut look perfect the first time around—or as perfect as a haircut can look on an irregular vase.

The Barber of My Dreams

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My dream barber would make me want to get a haircut, and not just when the hair above my ears threatens to mingle with the hair on my ear...

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