I accidentally sat beside 2 baliws and heard them talking:
B1: San na mama mo?
B2: Wala ba siya sa bulsa mo?
B1: Flat kasi gulong.
They're having a non-sense talk so I planned to leave but there's one question I've heard that made me stay.
B2: Kelan nagiging martyr ang pag-ibig?
B1: Pag nagdidilig ka ng kahoy na panggatong.
Guess I've wasted another minute so talagang aalis na ako, but when I turned my back on them
B1: Yung umaasa ka pang mabubuhay, magkakadahon, mamumukadkad at magbubunga kahit wala ng pag-asa.
B1: San na mama mo?
B2: Wala ba siya sa bulsa mo?
B1: Flat kasi gulong.
They're having a non-sense talk so I planned to leave but there's one question I've heard that made me stay.
B2: Kelan nagiging martyr ang pag-ibig?
B1: Pag nagdidilig ka ng kahoy na panggatong.
Guess I've wasted another minute so talagang aalis na ako, but when I turned my back on them
B1: Yung umaasa ka pang mabubuhay, magkakadahon, mamumukadkad at magbubunga kahit wala ng pag-asa.
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