Note: For purposes of this entry, gay bar will refer to a club/bar catering to gay men and straight women and this bar has what most people know as a macho dancer. For an easier reference point, let’s just say that a gay bar is the equivalent of our straight men’s girly bars cum nightclubs.
(Continued from Part 1)
For Mankind
We hopped on to the car and started driving along the neon-lit road, with a recently-taken mental picture of Timog at night. We headed to our next destination: a bar with a name we all were sure was a gay bar. What do you expect a bar named Club Mankind to be?
A straight guy (or at least he looked like he was) in his late twenties and looked like a has-been celebrity welcomed us outside their doorstep. O, our group’s most daring gay guy, recited his script on inquiring about a stripper for a bridal shower. After about a minute or two of them discussing, we were accompanied into the small waiting area cum lobby of the club. We took our spots on the couch and waited for uhm, we didn’t know what we were waiting for. On the walls of that small lobby hung framed photos of their “models” in different shapes and colors of underwear. We all agreed that the models from Maginoo were more good-looking and more decent-looking than most of those glaring and smiling at us from within the frames. After about five minutes, a semi-stocky gay guy in a green outfit (blouse and lorts) with a huge and wide horsetail-type leather necklace pendant (pendant pa lang yun ha!) hanging from his neck to his hips, and carrying something that resembled a clipboard, came out from the door and welcomed us with a wide grin and with a welcoming aura around him.
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