Comments for Confessions of a Filipino Serial Killer http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com dark thoughts...dark experiences... Mon, 02 Feb 2009 15:11:09 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ hourly 1 Comment on TIBAK by Gravios http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/06/08/tibak/#comment-365 Gravios Mon, 02 Feb 2009 15:11:09 +0000 https://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/06/08/tibak/#comment-365 shees.....every ones a fuckin' critic shees…..every ones a fuckin’ critic

]]> Comment on Joy Ride by Jeffrey Dahmer http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/10/14/joy-ride/#comment-364 Jeffrey Dahmer Wed, 17 Dec 2008 00:01:34 +0000 http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/10/14/joy-ride/#comment-364 fake! fake!

]]> Comment on A Day in the Life by Nancy http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/10/20/a-day-in-the-life/#comment-360 Nancy Mon, 23 Jun 2008 21:59:34 +0000 http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/10/20/a-day-in-the-life/#comment-360 Wasnt that good of a read. Wasnt that good of a read.

]]> Comment on TIBAK by POWERSHAKER http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/06/08/tibak/#comment-278 POWERSHAKER Tue, 30 Oct 2007 13:22:48 +0000 https://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/06/08/tibak/#comment-278 A chilly breeze was wafting about, and I saw her on the beach in San Diego. I have oft wondered whether I should tell this to the world. I know this writer is perhaps delivering an artful sketch of the imagination. Still, I shall tell my small story in short. It happened when I saw a lady on the beach in California many years ago. I was a wanderer and transient. Lost in my inebriated state, having just downed a half bottle of Jack Daniels Bourbon, I found myself empty, angry at the world that had taken my dreams and my livelihood. I thought as I stared down the beach, my feet sinking slightly in the beach sand. Stupid thought I had, too. "All I got is shoes, and the pain left by women." So, I started walking down that beach, and I saw this girl with long blond hair. Evening falling into night. She was beautiful and taut. Long supple legs and sleak in all other respects. A fine fawn in the California beach scene. I was rather wasted, so I had enough nerve to follow her. I waited for her to roll up her blue dolphin towel (picture of a dolphin) and I languished near the edge of where the street meets the sand. Finally, she got up, started walking towards the cars. I looked around, and I was amazed. No one was there but her and I it seemed. So, I hurried my pace! Quick steps, trying to double every step she made so as to catch up with her. Finally, I did! I came up behind her, but she heard a brush of my feet on the concrete. I had already pulled out my knife. She started to scream, but I rammed the blade deep into her lungs, catching her before she fell. Didn't want to cause a scene. She looked shocked, and gurgled it sounded like. As she swayed forward, her head came to rest me - almost like she was placing her head on my chest. All that kept her standing it seemed like was that blade in her chest. I quickly pushed her into the front of the Bronco and had my way with her. It turned me on so badly when she gurgled for breath, and I was deep inside her. To think she was suffocating from the weight of my body and the blade digging into her. She tried to struggle, but then the damage was already done. I did it a few decades ago, and I never killed again. But, to this day, I still have fantasies. There. On that Beach. Imperial Beach. San Diego. I still have fantasies about that night, the blade in her lungs, and the surging sexual frenzy of having intercourse with a dying victim. It was like a possession. A rhapsody of erotic power! So, there. I told them all. I told all of you. Now, I can pass away in my old age. Thanks for listening. A chilly breeze was wafting about, and I saw her on the beach in San Diego. I have oft wondered whether I should tell this to the world. I know this writer is perhaps delivering an artful sketch of the imagination. Still, I shall tell my small story in short. It happened when I saw a lady on the beach in California many years ago. I was a wanderer and transient. Lost in my inebriated state, having just downed a half bottle of Jack Daniels Bourbon, I found myself empty, angry at the world that had taken my dreams and my livelihood. I thought as I stared down the beach, my feet sinking slightly in the beach sand. Stupid thought I had, too. “All I got is shoes, and the pain left by women.” So, I started walking down that beach, and I saw this girl with long blond hair. Evening falling into night. She was beautiful and taut. Long supple legs and sleak in all other respects. A fine fawn in the California beach scene. I was rather wasted, so I had enough nerve to follow her. I waited for her to roll up her blue dolphin towel (picture of a dolphin) and I languished near the edge of where the street meets the sand. Finally, she got up, started walking towards the cars. I looked around, and I was amazed. No one was there but her and I it seemed. So, I hurried my pace! Quick steps, trying to double every step she made so as to catch up with her. Finally, I did! I came up behind her, but she heard a brush of my feet on the concrete. I had already pulled out my knife. She started to scream, but I rammed the blade deep into her lungs, catching her before she fell. Didn’t want to cause a scene. She looked shocked, and gurgled it sounded like. As she swayed forward, her head came to rest me – almost like she was placing her head on my chest. All that kept her standing it seemed like was that blade in her chest. I quickly pushed her into the front of the Bronco and had my way with her. It turned me on so badly when she gurgled for breath, and I was deep inside her. To think she was suffocating from the weight of my body and the blade digging into her. She tried to struggle, but then the damage was already done. I did it a few decades ago, and I never killed again. But, to this day, I still have fantasies. There. On that Beach. Imperial Beach. San Diego. I still have fantasies about that night, the blade in her lungs, and the surging sexual frenzy of having intercourse with a dying victim. It was like a possession. A rhapsody of erotic power! So, there. I told them all. I told all of you. Now, I can pass away in my old age. Thanks for listening.

]]> Comment on Dead Punks by polturero http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/10/21/dead-punks/#comment-46 polturero Mon, 27 Nov 2006 05:35:38 +0000 http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/10/21/dead-punks/#comment-46 kalokohan!!! kalokohan!!!

]]> Comment on Change the World? by polturero http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/06/26/change-the-world/#comment-45 polturero Mon, 27 Nov 2006 05:35:14 +0000 https://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/06/26/change-the-world/#comment-45 kalokohan!!! kalokohan!!!

]]> Comment on I mOvEd To A nEw HoUsE by polturero http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/10/28/i-moved-to-a-new-house/#comment-44 polturero Mon, 27 Nov 2006 05:27:51 +0000 http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/10/28/i-moved-to-a-new-house/#comment-44 kalokohan!!!! kalokohan!!!!

]]> Comment on I mOvEd To A nEw HoUsE by pol http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/10/28/i-moved-to-a-new-house/#comment-43 pol Mon, 27 Nov 2006 05:27:16 +0000 http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/10/28/i-moved-to-a-new-house/#comment-43 kalokohan!!! kalokohan!!!

]]> Comment on Dead Punks by roland justo http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/10/21/dead-punks/#comment-42 roland justo Fri, 10 Nov 2006 04:40:55 +0000 http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/10/21/dead-punks/#comment-42 fyi, aizen not all serial killers have a particular mo that can be attrtibuted to them. those who have are the fame- seekers who really want to be caught but there are a lot of serial killers that will never be caught. merong nag umpisa sa maliit na crime til mg escalate na at sumabog. merong disorganized/organized. most of them have a very high IQ's so it's not surprising that there is one that will emerge that is a far cry from the stereo-typing that the media have bombarded us. for every sam of sam, edward gacy or charles manson, btk merong mas marami dyan na mas calculating and wais ika nga. yan ang mas mahirap mahuli. in this case, just let this writer finish his blog who knows this is his coming out party:) then boom mahuhuli siya o mabubuking. hahaha hey, sige nga share us your writings and who knows you will be a great writer in the mold of the pattersons, cornwells or the alex delawares series. :) i-call mo ang mga cahllenge sayo ng mga readers dito:) sayonara! fyi, aizen not all serial killers have a particular mo that can be attrtibuted to them. those who have are the fame- seekers who really want to be caught but there are a lot of serial killers that will never be caught. merong nag umpisa sa maliit na crime til mg escalate na at sumabog. merong disorganized/organized. most of them have a very high IQ’s so it’s not surprising that there is one that will emerge that is a far cry from the stereo-typing that the media have bombarded us. for every sam of sam, edward gacy or charles manson, btk merong mas marami dyan na mas calculating and wais ika nga. yan ang mas mahirap mahuli.

in this case, just let this writer finish his blog who knows this is his coming out party:) then boom mahuhuli siya o mabubuking. hahaha

hey, sige nga share us your writings and who knows you will be a great writer in the mold of the pattersons, cornwells or the alex delawares series. :)

i-call mo ang mga cahllenge sayo ng mga readers dito:)

sayonara!

]]> Comment on TIBAK by d' observer http://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/06/08/tibak/#comment-41 d' observer Fri, 10 Nov 2006 04:22:58 +0000 https://pinoyripper.wordpress.com/2006/06/08/tibak/#comment-41 hmmm....i don't agree with your lapu-lapu opinion. there are serial killers with MOs and there are a lot of them without a particular MO's. Like most of us, di naman pare- pareho ang serial killer. some are caught but mostly they're never caught at all. if you're a police reporter you should know by now that most murders in motels in Manila (Anito, Queensland, etc) the suspect were never apprehended nor they were identified by the roomboys. Baka di ka pa nakapasok sa taxi rooms pare:) better still, mg imbestiga ka. they don't ask for identification or whatsoever. basta you can pay in cash ok k n. yung s caliraya d b sinulat niya na alam namn kng sino yung kasama but nakalusot nga as the "distraught bf" rmember? IN a rally dispersal, i dont think you can find a single rallyist na makakapagturo kung sino ang kasama ni ganito once binomba ka na ng tear gas at water cannons at yung pag atake ng mga riot policemen. I gve the point to the writer here. Sa DNA kahit present day, unless siguro NBI ang kumuha ng specimen bka mali- mali pa ang pg kuha. Read: Vizconde and other cases. NIda Blanca di nga ma solve. besides kung polis patola lang naman ang mag iimbestiga i'm sure lusot na ang perpetrator. saan mo naman ima- match ang DNA i wala ngang database and you just can't say na--hoy ikaw kukunan ka namin ng dna at ima match namin sa nakuha s patay! :) dito pa s pinas ang daming abogago, ewan ko lang may mangyri s ganyan. madali lang kasi ang magsalita o pumuna subalit mahirap gawin po yan:) tanggapin mo na kasi ang hamon ng ilan sa mgra readers dito n gumawa k rin ng website para mahusgahan nmin kng sino sainyo ang magaling:) kung hindi mo kaya manhimik ka na at hayaan mo na lang kaming mag enjoy o hindi sa mga sinusalat ng pinoyripper kuno. Di namin kailangan ang nagmamagaling dito:) sulat na pare. hmmm….i don’t agree with your lapu-lapu opinion.

there are serial killers with MOs and there are a lot of them without a particular MO’s. Like most of us, di naman pare- pareho ang serial killer. some are caught but mostly they’re never caught at all.

if you’re a police reporter you should know by now that most murders in motels in Manila (Anito, Queensland, etc) the suspect were never apprehended nor they were identified by the roomboys. Baka di ka pa nakapasok sa taxi rooms pare:) better still, mg imbestiga ka. they don’t ask for identification or whatsoever. basta you can pay in cash ok k n.

yung s caliraya d b sinulat niya na alam namn kng sino yung kasama but nakalusot nga as the “distraught bf” rmember?

IN a rally dispersal, i dont think you can find a single rallyist na makakapagturo kung sino ang kasama ni ganito once binomba ka na ng tear gas at water cannons at yung pag atake ng mga riot policemen. I gve the point to the writer here.

Sa DNA kahit present day, unless siguro NBI ang kumuha ng specimen bka mali- mali pa ang pg kuha. Read: Vizconde and other cases. NIda Blanca di nga ma solve. besides kung polis patola lang naman ang mag iimbestiga i’m sure lusot na ang perpetrator. saan mo naman ima- match ang DNA i wala ngang database and you just can’t say na–hoy ikaw kukunan ka namin ng dna at ima match namin sa nakuha s patay! :) dito pa s pinas ang daming abogago, ewan ko lang may mangyri s ganyan.

madali lang kasi ang magsalita o pumuna subalit mahirap gawin po yan:) tanggapin mo na kasi ang hamon ng ilan sa mgra readers dito n gumawa k rin ng website para mahusgahan nmin kng sino sainyo ang magaling:)

kung hindi mo kaya manhimik ka na at hayaan mo na lang kaming mag enjoy o hindi sa mga sinusalat ng pinoyripper kuno. Di namin kailangan ang nagmamagaling dito:)

sulat na pare.

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