“Bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna dooooo, whatcha gonna dooooo when they come for you. Bad boys, bad boys….whatcha gonna dooooo!” Oh, hello, dusty blog. Went out tonight to watch Stomp and on our way to dinner with friends, I made the mistake of veering into a lane filled with money-hungry cops in Pasay. I pretended not to notice (who, me?), but unfortunately, traffic was not on my side,...