by Carlo Villarica | Oct 25, 2017 | The City |
All the bottles scurried in the corner. Scared to get their heads chopped off. We took them one by one and lined them up to the Kinkajou. As they were waiting, they wondered,
What did we do wrong?
We did our jobs as holders of liquid.
Why?
by Carlo Villarica | Nov 25, 2014 | The City |
Here’s an age old problem. You invited all your friends for a good tagay session in your house. It’s a romping good time with everybody leaving in a daze except for the designated drivers. Gotta stay safe of course. As everyone leaves you have all these...
