JL, Carlo, Arnie, Kenneth Diaz(all childhood friends), and I were in this house. Must be Eric's house, but I didn't see the dude. And we motherfuckers were doin' pornography! I mean, we were watching the shit from some TV.
The thing was that we used to do that waaaay back when we were younger rascals. But I can't imagine us doin' that now. We're way past that stage. But there we were, enjoying ourselves to some immoral flesh scenes.
Now it really was funny because while we were watching, a barangay patrol car came up in front of the house and started calling us out to surrender. I didn't panic one single bit because I thought that it was all a big joke for that to be happening. I was just running to the back of the house, laughing along the way. I was to happy to even think that I was just dreaming. Though i seldom am aware that I'm dreaming, this scene should be one of my cues to realize that it was all in the mind.
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