Interesting...
We got drunk with a couple of my straight friends (almost all my friends are straight) with the use of 4 GSM long neck and the opening of the sacred lambanog for the finale... but on the third bottle, me and my honey were knocked out. So we went to the other room for some lubby-dubby.
The following morning, i was left with no memories of where and how i slept, only the constant nag, trying to wake me up to drink the finale... around 10am when i was able to coherently talk with my buds. And this is one of the few amazing pictures that was left aside from those in my memories...
Who wants to see the rest of the shots? :))