Once Egg was in a party in Shangri-la and she called TJ because she was drunk and crying and needed a ride home.
When TJ arrived, he immediately said to her (in our language), “Who am I going to beat up? Who made you cry?”
And Egg said, “What?! No one! I’m just engga.”
He said, “Stay put while I get the car.”
Egg is five years and a lifetime older than TJ.
Once and on my last day at work, I also called my brother. I was drunk and angry. I just said to him, “Joey and I fought. Can you take me home?”
He arrived in 77 café, said “hi” to everyone including Joey, took my hand and walked out of there holding my hand.
I am two years and several lifetimes older than TJ.
He holds his sisters’ hands when they’re drunk.
He would really beat anyone who made his sisters cry (unless we or Ma stop him).
He’s diplomatic, sometimes a brat, likes to laugh, makes us laugh with his jokes, but has a violent temper.
Once I laughingly told him, “If you ever dare to touch me or Ate or Egg in anger, I will stab you while you’re asleep.”
He laughed.
I laughed to Sly, “God save his next girlfriend. He has five sisters and if she can’t get through us then she definitely won’t get through Ma.”
Really, his sisters are genuinely nice to his girlfriends.
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