≫No Diaper, No Invitation
≫You walk up to this blank insurance building, in the somewhat abandoned shopping plaza, there's window stickers indicating the location of the Kid's Clubhouse entrance. First order of business, get checked in and get your wristand after they check your ID, the marked my hand with a huge "O" letting me have access to all the beverages. Next step is to check in your shoes, shove all your belongings and shoes into a cubby hole...almost there. Once the lady unlocks the gate, you're free to run into the indoor jungle gym, ball pit, race down the slides, or you can just chill on the sidelines and play cashier. Damn brings back so many memories when I was a kid, all the role playing, how crazy this place really is for someone that age...damn, life ain't that simple no more, takes a child to put it all in perspective for us.
≫Royce is such an adventurous kid, but doesn't really care too much about other kids. Once they interact, they got his attention for about 2 more minutes at max before he moves on to the next thing on his agenda. Amazing...the complex mind of a child. I took my ass into that jungle gym, tried to take those slides hard, ended up rubbing off skin off my elbows for trying to dive head first into the slides. Bad move, tumbled all the way down, across 2 other slides and the filipino lady down the slide got startled and mumbled some dirty words in tagalog to herself cursing me for startling her. After that nasty spill, I took a time out before I had to stick a towel down my back to keep my sweat dry...damn I miss being that young, I don't miss the belt though...
≫Just looking at that makes me all giddy
≫How can you NOT ride this?
≫Stank Ass Dinosaur
≫Cheers!
≫Umm...macapuno? ube? mocha?
≫That's a De Guzman Mad Dog
≫Breakfast is served!
≫Missed The Paper
≫Tooshay
≫終わり
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