Someone’s being bullied these days and suffering from the tyranny of the majority.
On the way to school on Monday
Ben: Ugh. It’s Monday. Can we not go to school?
Me: You think?
Me: In your wildest dreams.
Ben and Becks: Huh?
Ben: You mean I can dream? If you let me dream, I dream of you not letting us go to school.
Becks: And you will do ALL our homework!
The mess is too great to bear
Me: Every day this mess at home is getting worse.
Ben: Why? We are playing what.
Me: But you guys don’t ever keep.
Ben: Ohhkaay… we…will..keep… (moving around slowly to pack) Becky, come help!
Becks: Ohh…kaaay… (moving about slowly) Hey look, korkor… (pointing at me who’s packing at double speed) A SERVANT!
Ben and Becks: MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Becks: Can I please buy donuts? Or fruit juice?
Ben: Can I buy more Transformers?
Ben: Why every time we ask you, you say no?
Becks: Ya lor… (on the verge of tearing)
Me: I have no money. Remember I don’t work? I don’t have money to buy frivolous things.
Ben: I have an idea. Go ask from Dada. Tell him “I need your money to buy toys and yummy food”.
Becks: I have an idea. GO AND WORK! We let you go.
Since when do you kids order me around?