Woe is me!!! What luck I have!!

You can’t beat God at poker!
By Zan Azlee

DEC 10 — I was an only child for six years before my parents had the cheek to provide me with a little brother. I never even asked for one! Being the slightly neat freak that I was (and still am), I always arranged my toys in a very organised fashion all around my room. Then came the little gremlin.

My M.A.S.K. vehicles started losing all the small parts and Matt Tracker and his boys started to look more like victims of Agent Orange thanks to Baby the Destroyer. The Transformers robots I had nicely cleaned and polished soon started transforming into die-cast metal heaps. It was astonishing to see the strength of a one-year-old.

But what could I do? God had dealt his poker hand and I guess it was my destiny to have siblings to disrupt my life as I knew it. I had to accept it. [Click to read the rest of my article at The Malaysian Insider]