crazy poker card madness...
I just got back from playing poker cards with my 2 bros downstairs. Honestly, it was mad. First of all, we started playing poker. Just the normal game. Fry was deprived of the booze cos he's underaged though, and me and Bman (that's my elder bro) had our fill. But Fry vowed never to start drinking so i guess he feels he's better off. But... i remember when i was a dear teenager like him i vowed never to start drinking or smoking, that i would never try drugs, that i would never think of a woman intimately till after marriage. Hmmm... the innocence of youth. Good thing i've never done the other thing i promised myself too; never engage in coitus with another man.
After poker, we went on to the dumber stuff. First up, Indian Poker, where we stick the cards on our heads and basically look like morons. Damn fun. The penalty for me and bman was booze, and the penalty for Fry was to drink a whole cup of water.
After Indian Poker, we moved on to In Between. For those who know how to play it, it's a high stakes game of luck and nothing else. So we gave out the chips again, and the penalty remained the same.
Next up; Spoons. This was the craziest of all. The first person to get four of a kind grabs a spoon on the table, and the other 2 have to sprint to another spoon placed 5 meters away. The one who doesnt end up with a spoon, drinks.
By the end of the games, Bman was totally wack and Fry's bladder was bursting out of his skin. I was... alright actually. Not a good sign, apparently i can drink too much. Worse still, i had to support Bman to bring him up the stairs, AND i had to clean up Fry's watery puke. Can you see the problem with a high alcohol tolerance level? you're always the one to clean up. And this time, i cannot implement the policy that i use on all my friends when they come over to get piss drunk (once you get drunk, you sleep on the porch) cos the person in question is my brother.
Anyway, it was a pretty good interaction session between myself and my two brothers, having had so little time to spend with them before.
And to those who read this, Happy Chinese New Year! I think that goes to everyone who reads my blog cos i dont think i have non-Chinese friends who come here. Anyway, to those who understand that non-Chinese people do NOT celebrate CNY even if they can speak the language fluently (DUH?), i hope you also understand that we do not get hong baos and would love a charitable donation. :)
gong xi fa cai, hong bao na lai
Sunday, February 18, 2007
FARTED @ 1:43 AM
