Of all the guys I met in Beijing, these three (plus 2 not in the picture) are the ones I hung out with the most. Dennis, Arsenio, Lyndon (as well as Christian and David) are the closest thing I have to a barkada, and even then that terms is used loosely.Just as friends forgive one another's faults, this group forgives/puts up with each other's ribbing. And boy, malakas kami mang-lait sa isat' isa. Nothing is sacred (though if there is we haven't crossed that line yet) and anything goes, and it's just as well. If you can't have fun (and make fun) of your friends, well...
Actually, I have nothing clever to finish that thought with. See ya.
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