This happened on the day of the badminton finals (u know , at the olympics which got us watching only because it was our only shot at getting a medal) My dad, who by the way, does not know a THING about badminton, was one of the MANY Malaysian who tuned in. He pulled mom alog. Rachel wasnt interested in seeing 2 grown mens trying to out witt one another by hitting shuttles in a big box- i don't blame her.
The game started with dad bringing a whole jug of diet coke and too many Mr. Potatoe's. The game ended with post of the potatoe chips thrown at the tv and all the diet coke finished due to my dad's constant screaming. YEs, The game was THAT BAD
so, i was upstairs waiting to see the next episode of Grey's Anatomy. Recap*
Me: DAD, when does the game end?
Dad: LOST LAH!!!! LOOOOSSSSSSSTTT LAAAAHH!!!
well, everyone has their own ways of dealing with failure
rachel on the other hand, found the screamings from Dad untolerateable and found her own way of dealing with it
A total example of desperate times calling for desperate measures *yes, that is Rachel sleeping under the bedsheets*
The Good Life =)
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