Trash talk and what nots....(no pun intended)

Sour pussies and reformed losers. Just read this blog, pathetic but utterly amusing.
This has taken a bad toll on how i am accountable to this mishap to some level, and I really feel obliged to save my sista. For now I decide not to make patol and make things worse for my sista and would rather focus on how i'm so thankful to the bunch of kids i hang out with.

My usual group of friends has 2 additional gents to emulate the lunacy that we already are. And for the few times that we sat around a table, a debate happens to materialize.

Usapang Laseng
sober: choose to be a mere observer, coz watching the tipsy and dead drunk arguing is already enough to blow u off yer seat. watch TV on dead air.
tipsy: nostalgic dude. feeding the desire of the dead drunk, creates a very condusive environment for the dead drunk to live up to the "almighty" persona who came about after the 5th glass of vodka 7.
dead drunk: "almighty". Thoughts swing in and out of contradiction struggling to project the wit from overly subjective and IMPULSIVE arguments.
arbitrator: cum video-taker. no comment or cheers on any bench. plays a significant part of documenting the foolishness brought about by extreme stress and alcohol.

*descriptions are based on the consistent characters of the respective persona played from the "few times" we have gone out together. Disclaimer: the following characters interchange on whoever gets drunk worse/more or who chooses to stick to the fizzy juice and pulutan.
By theory: person who has highest stress level = no. of drinks / alcohol level, with variant of innate factors (e.g. convictions/principles no matter how twisted they are) >>> most likely plays dead drunk or tipsy

Thank God for Fridays.
Cheers!