THE WEEK BEFORE THE LAB TESTS

Nobody Sleeps in the Woods Tonight II specially if there are lumpy Polish monsters roaming in the woods because the sequel sucks like Thursday nights being upended by CALP 12.

I do Always like happy endings and rooted for the once blind telemarketer and limping ex-boxer while hoping that Balong's four university applications will end up well. 

Elsewhere, the pandemic finally caught up with the San Jose St. Bonaventure Hospital in Season 4 and I pray to the The Good Doctor that the phlegm is just from an allergy. 

In locked down Baguio, A Girl and a Guy fucked everyone else except each other and an MILF in Bakal 2 who announced Alert Level 2 clad in an almost bra and panty, and a towel wrap.

The pestilence also cancelled November 6 and downgraded Friday to leftover brandy and whiskey and a reheated tokwa't baboy, unlubricated like a Dry Martina in Chile.  

On All Saints Day, the last of the Army of Thieves presented themselves and by Saturday, two bottles of Johnny Walker Black reduced them to three --- Rheingold, Valkyrie and Siegfried, all of Cabanatuan City.

But only horses are used in Birmingham so The Phantom Biker taught the Peaky Blinders to ride a bike from The Garrison to London's Eden Club to the Arrow House in Warwickshire. 

Then death came masked like a red-faced thief on Sunday afternoon that took away the birthday chicken and pledges of pork spare ribs, dinakdakan and adobong bibe...