Just came home from Baguio City with the blockies. Intensity.
I gotta pay homage to my brothers, Bogie and Pao who showed pride and true friendship for traveling six hours alone in a bus just to keep their words. 6 hours alone to make habol and meet us in Baguio. Bravo my brothers.
Shout out to my eunuch, Oli for touring us around his hometown. He was the perfect host making sure that we got cozy up in cloud central. My man treated us, took care of our lodgings (which was his dead grandparents' house where nobody lived and had candle lit pictures of his lolo and lola.... a.k.a Chinese Haunted House without subtitles) and showed us the sights.
Shout out to my eunuch, Oli for touring us around his hometown. He was the perfect host making sure that we got cozy up in cloud central. My man treated us, took care of our lodgings (which was his dead grandparents' house where nobody lived and had candle lit pictures of his lolo and lola.... a.k.a Chinese Haunted House without subtitles) and showed us the sights.
We enjoyed the resto of Kidlat Tahimik, as well.
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