Whenever I was sick as a young lad, my mom/lola/tita grabbed efficascent oil and rubbed it on my body, making me smell like… efficascent oil. From stomach aches to stab wounds, efficascent oil is usually the first thing a lola reaches for in her bag of healing powers. “Butangan ug epikasent oil,” she’d say like a wise, old, majestic tree. (Bisaya-english translation: Give him more cowbell. I mean efficascent oil).
The smell of it is so potent that when I was in elementary school, kids would give me odd looks and call me “minty freshness”; the term “tart-fart” was used when I had LBM (loose bowel movement or “the shits”).
Buy a bottle or two today!
Here’s a video of a cockfight in my mom’s hometown in the Philippines. Watch at your own risk. Maybe one day, instead of betting on the lives of innocent roosters, we’ll have robotic stuffed animals fight each other as a pastime. I hate robotic stuffed animals.
Someone gave me a few scans of this comic book about the US occupation of the Philippines. The comic starts off with:
In other words it’s not something to be proud of. Here’s the actual comic on the Dark Horse website.
Can you find the dark-skinned pinoy? He’s right by the words “dark-skinned pinoy.” Thanks Tris for the photo. You ARE dark. There’s also a dark-skinned pinay in there. Holla.
Check out this comment on a message board: “jungaly looking fil-ams should not make movies.” Here’s what it says:
“…stop being so f*cking jungaly…you all are jologs…u make me ashamed to be fil-am…you all would be squatters if u went back to the PI…u are just dark fil-ams with american brand name clothing…u all need some skin whitening cream…”
This guy needs some skin-darkening cream with my tae in it. I myself am a dark-skinned pinoy but I am not jungaly. Now if you’ll excuse me I have to go back to the jungle and sleep in a banana leaf.

















