I write fresh jokes about my bery highland hometown. With that said, will you please give me the kwa.
(Currently on indefinite break, busy growing sayote)
narrator: โฆand so today, November 11th, cousin could not think of a joke.
me: ugh awan mt ti gamin joke generator ko?
narrator: yes, awan mt lang ti joke ko cousin
[doctorโs office]
me: i just canโt seem to fall asleep doc. anya ngata problema kanyak?
doc: Insomnya dayta.
me: haan ko garud ammo. ken haan nga Insom ti nagan ko doc
my cousin, with his red-stained teeth and callused hands, dressed in his old black leather jacket, faded denim, and dusty boots, smelling of burnt pine wood, gin, and butchered pig:
"nya enta agbuya Barbie??"