When a friend of mine came to Cebu to conduct a seminar, I played my best role again aside from being bitch, diva, and bully. That is, being a good host. Friend requested to be shown the gay bars of Cebu, and I obliged.
I just have to make this declaration: I am no fan of gay bars. The paid gogo-boys wear too much make-up and their costumes are so predictable. I would rather sit through a Chinese acrobatic circus than watch these men contort their bodies in redundant dance moves as they bid for my attention and paper bills.
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