Meet my favorite cat, Namfrel. Born on election day, we're so proud he doesn't have the character of our elected politicians today. Best of all, he's not as bitchy and arrogant as the biatch in Malacanang. When he sees you coming, he would rub his head down to his neck on your ankle in a playful manner-- a contrast to heads-a-rolling when the biatch in power smells dissent. Poverty has made Namfrel an extra ordinary cat. See how he makes both ends meet by having himself content with kangkong and rice. Vegetarian? No. He eats mice and roaches, too. Ha-ha!
When election promises fail, and all that is left are empty platters and platitudes, cats would become man's worst rival with adobong kangkong.
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