Urbanized Dolphin

early 2004. C5 road just a few meters before the market market flyover. Past Midnight.

Ogi, one of my home budz just had coffee at a pastry shop along the C5 highway (the speed demon’s lair, with in a year just after it opened almost three dozen lost thier lives on this accident prone highway). We were both wearing tanktops and shorts (how fucking gay!) and was driving home on my first generation Honda wave 125 cc motor bike.

I was driving and Ogi was flexing his muscles while at the back.

BOTH WITHOUT HELMETS.

We were going way way way past the the speed gauge. I didn’t realized it until Ogi shouted at me.

OGI – Paye! nalagpasan ba natin yung honda accord? o baka

nag-dedaydream lang ako? (Dude! Did we just pass that accord?

or am i just day dreaming?)

I looked at my gauge, the needle was on the 120 km/h mark. Fuck! I got carried away.

OGI – Paye sana pala nag helmet tayo! para di tayo mabasa sa ulan!

(Dude we should have worn the helmets! so we wont get soaked

from the rain!)

LUI – Anung ulan? (What rain?)

OGI – Hindi umuulan? E ba’t nababasa mukha ko? (Isn’t it raining?

then why am I getting wet?

LUI- Tanga! Laway ko lang iyun! Di ko makontrol yung pisngi at labi

ko sa sobrang bilis ng hanging tumama sa akin! (Idiot! its me!

im drooling because the were driving to fast!)

OGI – OKAY! …. Aba ginoong maria napupuno ng ka na grasya…

(Hail mary full of grace….)

after a few minutes….

LUI – Ogie wala na tayo sa highway (Ogie were not on the higway

anymore)

I suddenly felt a warm wet sensation running on my back.

Ogi fucking pissed on me.

I felt violated. Very much violated.