I hated the President more, because I so happened to bring my camera.
I fall in line.
Turn on the camera please. If I was more insane I could have fucked my camera right there and then without having to turn it on.
I told the guards I won't be using it. They put some security sticker on it. Oh my, that cam I so guarded zealously so that not even dust could settle on it but now an orange sticker defaced its presence.
They got my Stabilor orange highlighter.
What for? I asked them. They were just told to do so.
What about my two ballpens? I could harm the President with these.
No, I was actually using the term dunggab which means to stab in Bisaya. Pwede nakong dunggabon si GMA ani. I could stab GMA with these ballpens. Nobody seemed to mind me. They just laughed.
Defeated with my attempts to threatened the President, I retreated to a corner where some friends were chatting.
Maybe I am good at comedies.
(The only picture of President GMA I took. When I saw that it was blurred, I did not take another shot.)