LSS. Last Song Syndrome. Over bottles of SanMig Light, tokwa't baboy, and obviously inebriated talk at Rufo's, a secret is revealed. Chase trainer Randy divulges Pam's object of undying affection (since she was 5 years old, for chrissakes!): Mr. Bababaero himself, Randy Santiago. Allyn, Ed, and I are flabbergasted. Allyn asks, "What did you like about Randy Santiago?" I couldn't resist, "His name?"
Indeed, Pam, explain, "Why the hell do you like Randy?"
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