I’m turning 25 next week and I just realised that I’ve never had a black eye in my life. That’s good because.. well.. I’ve never been punched in my face. Stomach, shoulders, chest, yes. Not the face.
I asked a couple of my closest friends to punch me and they both refused. I begged and they refused. Who does one turn to when everyone else declines your request? I asked my little sister. It’s worth noting that she punches like Mike Tyson despite her little physique.
Me: Punch me hard enough to bruise.
Her: *Immediately jumping off the couch with zeal* For real?! You know I’ll do it!
Me: Yea, dude. Gof for it. Full force. Don’t give me any of that gentle bullshit.
her: *with a psychotic grin on her face* Like this? *punches me hard enough to make the back of my head hurt from my brain bouncing inside my skull*
With a bruised face, I must confess two things.
1 – I’m glad to see that my sister can punch that hard. Too hard, perhaps.
2 – That was the most idiotic request ever.
My cheek hurts.