Bets.

So recently, I was pulled into the glamour of betting with fellow blog author, Sopanha. Not a good idea. If she won, she could punch me. If I won, I wouldn't get punched. Sorta unfair now that I think about it. Soooo, let's just say hypothetically that she won. Would you, in her position, back down? Just accept victory and NOT PUNCH ME? I would've, being the gracious, nonviolent person I am. But noooo. She vowed to get me when I was least expecting it.

And at lunch? I dodged it. Soo, technically, the bet was done right? Of course not, nothing would sate the vicious thirst of Sopanha's vicious thirst. And then, she punched me again.

After some time, a whip (scarf) fight, and some corn chips later, things were settled.

But the end is near for you Sopanha. Very, very near. Lookkk behiinnnnd youuuuuuu...

BOO!

:D did you turn? Yes, because you have been warned.