Blooming Beauties

 

Let's change the narrative, shall we?  It ain't I want to be My Father's Daughter.  it's I want to be Emmaruth's Father.  It ain't about being the ultimate daughter.  It's about being worthy to be my Father.

I mean my Father ain't the best thing since sliced white bread.  He smells like ass and is a petulant crybaby with ugly nipples.

~emmaruth

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Dead Poet's Society

 

Cesar and Prima, you are Emma Ruth's great-great grand-children.  Ruth is your Lola, Prima.  Emma is your Lola, Cesar.  Alyssa is my great-great-great grandchild.  Yes, you all were in a Maharlika some sorts until that dreadful, fateful day when they even tried to sacrifice Alyssa.  But her Lolo Roberto saved her and both of you.  You're an Actor, Cesar Concepcion.  And your wife is beautiful and was caring for Alyssa firstly.  That's why your stupid asses were put in the Cameron in Manhattan with John and Yoko.  It's only for Actors and artisans, you deluded fools.

Emma Ruth is not your daughter.  Alyssa is and I'm both.  But because of how you treated blacks, you will never see her again.  Understand that.

But here I gave the Philippines a Jewel of the Sea in Elisa Cabarubbia-Concepcion.  Worship her and mind your manners.  Or I'll wipe the floor with you.

*visayan curtsey low*

~emmaruth

Art

 

I don't care about Terris unless I own it.

~emmaruth

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Art

 Anne of Green Gables.  When I was still bull & the girl.  Read all of Miss Montgomery's classics.  And gave the books to my lil cousins Lili & Lilibet when they were just 8 yo.  Please read this when you can and watch the tele-series PBS with Meagan Follows and Colleen Dewhurst.  I hope you'll be 'enchanted' as I am.

~emmaruth

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