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A Call in the Middle of the Night

A bunch of the guys back from Manila gave me a call the other night. The kids were drinking, and for some reason, decided to give me a ring. It was three in the morning, and I was rushing to finish some work, but that call really kinda made my day.



'Course, I didn't openly tell them that. And anyway, I ran out of load after the second message I sent them, haha. I miss drinking with those guys, though. June! Or August! Swear. Get your livers ready.



Anyway. Back to work for me!

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  1. hey, thanks for droppin' by me ka-blog. the boys do miss your presence on and off the low-end, i can tell. 'guess i have some pretty big sneakers to fill. speaking of their ad-libbing, napipiga ako sa kanila. hehehe. how do you endure minutes of soloing? =P peace out.

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  2. Hindi ka namin miss! Tinawagan ka lang namin dahil hihingi sana kami ng pera!

    Hahahahaha. Cheers, Martin. :)

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  3. i mean, pa'no mo sila nasasabayan? anyway, nasagot na rin yan sa huli mong comment. basta, magaling kayo. ambabata pa. sariwa. yum. hahahaha.

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  4. sabi nga ni obi eh. Mahasa. Rhymes with Gahasa. Yum talaga. Haha.

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  5. tama si peachy. naubusan kami ng pang-inom kaya ka namin tinawagan. u shudda wired us some liquor money, foo. hehehehe.

    biro lang. miss ka na namin. you and your fatass. hehehe ,V,,

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