I was neither cameraman nor stunt cock for this episode, however I’m gonna write about it anyway. How we met Sheila is a funny story altogether. We were actually on the way to our friend’s wedding one day. It was way the fuck up in some Northern province that was gonna take us 4 or 5 hours to get to. We were going to spend two nights up there, so of course Bruce and I both wanted to bring along companions. I had originally planned to bring my then-girlfriend, but learned she was fucking some Filipino dude between my visits so I gave her the ol’ heave-ho. (with special emphasis on the “ho” part) As the trip was getting closer, I skimmed through my Yahoo messenger contacts and decided on a long time acquaintance whom I had bumped uglies with a few years prior after meeting in LA Café in Ermita one night. She was mature, down-to-earth and easy-going, so I figured she’d be a good choice to bring along on a trek such as this. You really don’t want to get stuck somewhere remote with an immature brat. Oh, and she was a good fuck too of course.
Well ol’ Brucie-boy didn’t plan so well. It was the morning of departure and when we met in the hotel lobby, Bruce is like, “Shit man, I need to find a girl to bring.” I was like, “What the fuck dude, our van is already here, it’s time to go.” But he wasn’t about to leave without a piece of ass, so we literally then had our driver chauffeur us down Field’s Ave at 11:00am so Bruce could go bar to bar (of those that were open) and try to find him a traveling mate. In the first two bars, no success. There just aren’t many stunners working at that time of day, if any. So then we come upon the third bar, and after sitting on the couch for ten minutes or so, in walks this beautifully faced babe in street clothes coming on shift. I know the moment I saw her that was Bruce’s girl. I remember saying right away, “There she is man.” And sure enough, after just a little chit-chat, Bruce paid up and we were back outside and into the van, just like that. The girl he took was Sheila, who later performed in one of the earliest Trike Patrol episodes ever recorded. I think it was number four or five. Another friend of ours named Rick was the cameraman. He did ok, but zoomed in too much throughout most of it; which was a shame, because Sheila was absolutely one of the prettiest girls we’ve ever had.