Usually spotted at art galleries and launches all over the metro, these guys are all about taking pictures of girls and getting drunk at the open bar. For all their pa-art, they don’t know where Pinto Art Gallery is and have never heard of Ben Cab. They use taking “portaits” as an excuse to hook up with girls, but only ever use the auto mode on their cameras.
This guy is always on about how he’s been on the hip hop scene for years, but has no idea who the other music producers are. He’s never heard of Pasta Groove, and his idea of DJ-ing is plugging his iPod into the speaker system. This guy has less plays on SoundCloud than he does money in his pocket. Avoid at all costs if you don’t want to be the sole sponsor of his up-and-coming “music career.”
These guys wear their work out gear everywhere—actual athletic prowess optional. They spend more time at the gym than anywhere else, and subconsciously flex every time they pass a reflective surface. You’ll be hard pressed to catch them talking about anything other than sports, their diet and how they killed their work out the day before. Even the nicest, most aware girls can get caught up in their web—mostly because hello, muscles.
The literal fuckboys are difficult to spot at first, mostly because they come across as really nice guys. Clean-cut, responsible and seemingly harmless, you won’t know that you’re in a relationship with one until months in. These guys play the game like they were born into it, and go through girls like toilet paper. Counting just how many “side chicks” he has will just give you a headache. Usual warning signs are when you catch him on the phone with his “Tita Baby” at 2am, or running into him without his boys somewhere other than where he said he’d be. They’re suddenly “not ready for a relationship” just when things start to get serious, and will pull out all the stops to make you feel like you’re the reason he’s no longer interested.
Suffice to say, these Pinoy fuccbois may be difficult to spot as the differences between them may be minute, but the second you catch a whiff of their fuccboi-ness, bail. Dating in Manila is hassle enough without the headache.
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