Living it Large

If you can’t do it, someone has to.

At least in a small way.

A small yet vulgar way.

Har dee har har.

This is the best birthday present that I got in a LONG time.

The country’s #1 broadsheet (think newspaper for those of you illiterate bitches), dedicated 3 pages to my glorious and pretentious and fauxbuleux and trashy parrot self.

Alright, I have yet another prospect for my own TV show somewhere in North America (I’m keeping my mouth shut for now… BUT….)

For now, life can’t get any better than this y’all.

Full article can be found at:
(I’m posting the link LATER in the afternoon cause I don’t want people from the land of the brown, the natives and l’exotique NOT to buy today’s issue.)






It’s gorgeous! It’s madness! It’s fabulous! It’s madness! It’s fabulous madness at fabulous madness! (You gotta love Bubbles!!!!!!!!! Screw you if you don’t know who Bubbles is)

So there.

Thank you, Tim Yap, Jenni Epperson, Steve Tirona and the folks at Inquirer.

I LOVE the land of the brown, the natives and l’exotique! Long Live the Fabulous Third World!

What a nice way to start one’s morning.

I love you all!

Pop Your Cherry!

If you’re a virgin, let me pop your virtual cherry by reading some of my best (and old) entries. These foul-mouthed (and calorie-free) posts are what made me, the patron saint of pretentious people, fauxbuleux.


With over 2 million people served worldwide in the past year, surely I can’t be wrong.

It’s best to read these posts with a friend or two.

My ego is big, my mouth is foul and my asshole is wrecked.

And that’s the way I like it.

Are they vulgar? Are they entertaining? Are they hilarious? Click any of the links below to indulge in Bryanboy’s infamous verbal diarrhea.

  • read | Model Citizen of the Land of the Brown, the L’Exotique and the Natives
  • read | Just Because You Can’t Get One it Doesn’t Mean it’s Fake
  • read | What an Awful, Awful Day
  • read | You Know You’re God, Creator of the Universe, if You Can Get a Birkin Bag in a Day
  • read | Go, Go, Go Goyard! Cap-e-tal Sin, We’re the Kids in America
  • read | Giving British Gay Boys an Instant Sex Change
  • read | We Don’t Have the Same Dior Darling. Mine Is Dior, Yours is eBay
  • read | I Shot the Pervert, But I Didn’t Shoot the Cutie
  • read | Disaster in St. Tropez
  • read | Beauty Will Never Exist Without the Ugly
  • read | Attack of the Freeloadin, Golden-Aged, Wrinkly Matrons
  • read | Post-Mortem Teenage Angst at 22, Thanks to Friendster

A Token from Fargo, North Dakota

Here’s a token from Josh expressing his "deep-seated" affection and admiration for me, me and me!


As always, you all know where to contact me. Email or SMS +63-915-785-1492.