Monday, January 09, 2006
best served with alcohol
The holidays went by fine. The highlight as usual, would be the annual Foz reunion at Ilocos. The not-to-be-missed activities include: eating all the empanada you can manage at Batac (plus deep fried tender-juicy hotdogs on the side), the videoke contest (where he who is most drunk usually wins), and the Foz Variety Show (a performance of all the Foz Brats for our grandma aka Lowla).
We also institutionalized this year, as part of the variety show, the Father Abraham portion. This is best performed if you are under the influence of a hefty serving of whisky, brandy or rum, preferably until you are as red as a tomato:
Father Abraham has many childrenThe following actions will then be chanted after the above, one added after the other until all actions are chronologically compounded onto your drunken, uncoordinated fool of a self.
Thumbs in (then repeat core stanza with thumbs pointed towards chest).
First we had the kids do it. Now, armed with a video camera for future blackmailing purposes, make the daddies dance.
On a sober note, here are our family Christmas photos. That's me (gad what a ditsy pose), my younger sis, my mum, dad and our beautiful tree. Then there's us sisters and our fluffy old Shih-tzu, Liam:
dezphaire strapped in @ 4:01 PM
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