May Morto!!!

I woke up with a slight hangover from Friday's drinking session and I rushed to school. We gathered as a college to have a Christmas party with our adopted barangay somewhere in the armpits of Oton. After a humid event that lasted for about 4 hours, we took a short trip from Oton to Shamrock beach resort where we were to spend the College of PT Xmas party. The timing of the party was totally absurd as we are having our prelims exam starting Tuesday. Many of the students therefore weren't able to stay and have fun because they still have the prelim exams at the back of their minds.
Anyway, almost everyone left after the Xmas party was over. Only a handful, including myself, stayed at the resort for an overnight retreat. After dinner, we sang a few songs at the karaoke bar and went drinking till we get wasted. We played a drinking game called Jackass and damn that game was soooo fun I never had as much fun in a drinking game as when I played the Beergame for the first time. Well anyway, let's fast forward.
It was already about 3 am when most people retired for the night. Unfortunately, I wasn't drunk yet. I was still in desperate need of booze to satisfy my cravings (Liveraide commercial playing in the background). So I managed to drag 3 students who were also left dissatisfied to go out of the resort and search for more booze. First we went in the direction going back to Oton and after walking for maybe more than 30 minutes we decided that everyone is still asleep and that we ain't gonna find any booze in that area. So we agreed to walk back to the resort. Along the way, the students and I were talking bout the "3 am mystery", with the argument that many uncanny experiences happen at this doom hour. Then out of the blue, I suggested we try to pretend we are ghosts and scare motorists. Ha-ha-ha.
There were four of us, I and another guy then 2 girls. One of the girls has a long white shawl over her shoulders. We timed our entrance. She was going to be the leader, with her shawl over her head and not on her shoulders. We are going to be a procession of ghosts with our arms forward as if we were zombies. At 3:30 in the morning, that would be a disturbing sight to motorists. Lolz.
Finally, a pair of headlights shown ahead of us and we readied ourselves. As it approached us, we moved really slowly and zombie-like util it drove past us. We thought he didn't see us. We thought we failed to scare the driver. But hey a few meters from where we were at the opposite side of the street, he slowed down until he came to a full stop. We continued walking like zombies for awhile until we heard the car move again. I assume the driver had hair rising over his nape thinking he saw something supernatural. Ha-ha-ha. He stopped the car to recheck if his eyes were deceiving him of maybe he woken up his passenger or what. I just sure we sacred the wits out of him. Ha-ha-ha. God, this must be the best prank I've pulled so far in recent years. Woot Woot!