Just another Filipino scary story

Once upon a time Jollibee and I hung out and had our photo taken. In the photo, I noticed a Filipino man behind Jollibee posing with us. I suddenly felt worried. Not because the man was wearing the same fake Louie Vuitton sunglasses I got from Greenhills in Manila, but because the man himself was my Uncle Boobot… who died 13 years ago that day.

I freaked out and ran as fast as I could. I searched for a safe place to hide but all I could find was a dark, abandoned warehouse on top of a cemetery. So I hid inside. As I walked in a hand came out of the ‘eh-shadose’ and grabbed me… it was Jollibee!

I was thankful that my good friend Jollibee had come to save the day, until he stabbed me with a Cutco knife. Confused, I kicked Jollibee’s face, which suprisingly was only a mask. It wasn’t Jollibee at all stabbing me with a Cutco knife, it was… Oh yeah, Cutco knives! I remember my cousin used to sell Cutco knives. Those knives were also great for peeling and other various chopping needs. I remember one time my cousin was showing us how the Cutco knives could cut through pennies. That was cool. Before Cutco, my cousin sold Rainbow vacuums.

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