In the local blogosphere, you have exactly two choices as to which crowd you are to hang out with offline. you can either hang out with fat, balding hippies who academically and incessantly talk about their blogs OR you can hang out with a group of degenerate gamblers, drunkards and perverts who systematically destroy their healths and solicit sex from each other–often times with utter and blatant disregard to the gender of the person they solicit sex from.
I proudly belong to the second group. And with the help of my fellow Man Blog editors and groupies, we successfully demonstrated EVERYTHING that is wrong in the world in the span of one night.
It all started innocently enough with Ade, Liz, Nikki, Joni, her sister Jona and myself attending the 3rd Philippine Blogging Summit:

RRRRape time came early for Liz and Nikki
After we immoderately ate the free food they gave us, mooched off the free internet and took lengthy naps at the iBlog summit, we decided to head on over to Pau's place to join Adam, Bim, Coco, Anne, Steel and Fritz to get our much anticipated night of sin underway.

The monies I was about to win.
Poker night was fun at first. Beer and food was everywhere, there was a videoke machine setup for the nonparticipants, and I'd sit back and watch a few hands pretending not to know anything about poker.


It quickly went downhill over the next few hours after I decided to buy in and absolutely destroy them in poker, permanently changing their lives for the worse. It was both sad and beautiful–I bullied them, took their money and laughed, laughed, laughed, laughed some more and then proceeded to destroy Pau's toilet with a 20 pound shit bomb. Everybody else had to take a leak behind some trees after that.
Things got MUCH worse after Helga arrived with her Tanduay and wasted no time to teach the kids how to smoke:

In the end, the only people who were standing were Helga and I. Also, she gave me head.

I guess what I'm saying is that if you're not part of the TMB clique, you'll probably go to heaven and join papa Jesus. Also, you're not cool.