If you attended the same high school that I did, you'd be familiar with the joke that someone who went to (red) tablecloth-skirt school exclaimed that all innocent bystanders should watch a sidewalk vendor "make tusok-tusok the fishball."
At first I thought this was a school joke, although I would later have acquaintances swear that this actually happened.
Apparently not, as in college, a classmate of mine, in discussing what would be novel businesses, in a list of examples that include ice cream stalls, T-shirt designs, and maybe fishball selling in a mall, said classmate adamantly declared, "excuse me, walang fishball sa A---------."
So apparently either this isn't just a joke, or my schoolmates are bigger gossips than previously believed.
I bring this up because this story (or myth, or legend) was once again brought up when one day, someone at work (alumni of red tablecloth skirt school) mentioned that she preferred squidball to fishball, and, yes, she only learned to eat fishball in college. Adding, "hindi ko alam kung sino nagkakalat na may fishball sa A---------." Since nobody has bothered to find out where I went to school, I will assume that wasn't a heat-seeking missile in my general direction.
As I understand it, the story happened in an inter-school competition, where there was, in fact, a fishball vendor selling within the school grounds. And the phrase rang out because in the midst of such competition, the girls who wear maid uniforms for their own school uniforms were suddenly relieved of stress when they a) collectively laughed, and b) realized this was the competition.
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