the high priestess of the household has issued a statement that the root word 'stab' and all the adjectives related to it, shall not be uttered anymore.
the lame corny jokes about getting stab or wanting to stab something/someone and of course the action of 'pretending' to stab are also banned.
the word stab and the action of stabbing has been banned and banished into the 'land of colourful-expletives-and-hand-gestures'.
it was fun while it lasted. we siblings had a blast making fun of each other.
"kenapa kau tak elak?" (P Ramlee's insider joke), M asked.
or when R is sitting down watching tv, we crept up from behind and stabbed him repeated with the remote control or sometimes just our hands.
BUT, i think the high priestess lost her cool after seeing the re-enactment of the incident acted out by her dramatically-talented 3 children for about a million times. we had learned our scenes, lines and actions by heart. first 10 times we acted the incident out, she laughed. now she would leave the room with a huff and complained to the high priest that the 3 'priestlettes' are making fun of the seriousness of the situation.
we dont deny the seriousness of the situation. infact, R seemed to be quite shaken by the whole thing. i would too if i had a knife sticking out of my back for 5-hours in the hospital! i sometimes see that dreadful knife sticking out of his back inside my head. *shudder*
but like reader's digest says, 'laughter is the best medicine'. and i sure wanna cure R of his fears and let him move on normally with his life. but dont wanna upset the high priestess la. so for now, the wise-cracks and dramatizations have to be done when she's not at home.
hee hee
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