
I was at my khala's house and we were doing some stock taking.
Her daughter, being who she is (a 3 year old human duracell bunny), gets involved.
Cousin A: ''How many packets do you have?''
Me: ''About 3 or 4. How many do you have, cousin A?''
Cousin A: ''1, 2....71!''
Later on in the day, cousin A proceeded to assault me. This involved pulling my hoody over my head, jumping on my back (I was kneeling down to count the stock) and strangling me (you know, when kiddies want a piggy-back ride and they ALWAYS without fail hold on tight to your kneck!].
She did this entire procedure 3 times in a row. Laughing maniacally all the way.