#113
Me: I’m actually pretty depressed about my sprained wrist Shorty. Can’t play golf for 6 weeks. Boo…
Shorty: You already know that you had a sprained wrist then you go play again. Then after that it got worse and you knew it yet you went to play even more. I don’t know whether to feel sorry for you or not.
Me: *sigh*
Shorty: Hmph
Me: You know since I’ve had this I’ve been thinking about what else I would sacrifice over golf. Then I thought, if you let me choose between whether to shag a really pretty girl or play a round of 18 holes golf, I would pick golf. That’s how much I love golf.
Shorty: That’s common sense. Why go for one hole when you have can have 18? HAHA
#114
Out of desperation to have a speedy recovery of my wrist so I can go back to playing golf sooner, I resorted to Chinese medicine. Was in bed when Shorty had just boiled some of the herbs for me.
Shorty: Tadaa! Here is your Chinese medicine. Blaarghh.. smells bad.
Me: Ok give it to me! *takes a sip*
Shorty: *watches diligently for my facial reaction*
Me: *cringes* Yuck.
Shorty: HAHA! How does it taste?
Me: Do you hear that sound Shorty?
Shorty: What sound?
Me: It’s the sound of my taste buds dying. They’re screaming “Aieeeeeeee”.
Shorty: HAHA what does it taste like?
Me: Like damn bitter la
At dinner with some friends later that night.
Me: So this Chinese medicine I’m taking tastes damn bad. Like damn bitter.
Friend: Maybe that medicine is for applying, not for drinking.
Me: ….
Shorty: ….
Shorty and me look at each other…
Shorty: No la no la it’s for drinking la!
#115
Having a steak dinner. My steak arrives.
Me: *looks at steak*
Shorty: What?
Me: *picks up knife with sprained wrist wrapped in a brace and clumsily cuts my steak*
Shorty: Aiyo aiyo so poor thing ok la I cut for you la!
Me: *takes photo to post on Instagram*