Scissors Wanted

Met up with an old friend's brother and he was rattling off some names of other old pals.

"Remember that small guy who liked to tease you wan?" he asked.

"Where got? I don't recall any such person," I racked my brains and honestly, couldn't think of anyone who even dared to do that back then. Back then for some reason, I was a very, very serious and melancholy person.

"Got! There... that day at someone's birthday party. He tried to sabo you with charcoal mah but you screamed at him to stop and freaked him out," he said with a big grin. "I remembered every single detail of how you both looked. You so fierce and he so scared. Hahahah!"

Omigosh. Now that he mentioned it, I am starting to remember who that small dude was.

He wasn't finished, "Wah, you know how come I remember so much even though it was years ago ah? We have it all on video tape! Man, it's so fun replaying that scene over and over again. Our family love watching it every so often. Hahahahahah!!"

Wah lau eh... Now I know why some members of the family always treated me with fear and reverence.

I forced a bright fake smile upon my stiff lips, "TS ah... So funny hor? Can you like pass me that video tape someday soon so that I can snip it into itsy bitsy pieces and pretend that it never existed recall those funny, funny moments?"

"Sure, one day you come over and watch it with us lar," he said unsuspectingly.

Scissors. Someone give me scissors.