Actually, it's a true story, no bluff no boast but damn lucky and funny. There was one Deepavali, we were drinking at Boon Keng Golden Dragon beer garden late past midnight when our Indian friends returned from their Serangoon celebration with still a lot of unfinished bottles of Indian whisky. We cheered and drank of course and after a while, the next thing I knew, I woke up at home on bed with a hangover headache.
My brother told me that I was knocked out snoozing on the table when a fight broke out between us and another gang that happened to be there, also drunk and prone to finding trouble. My brother wasn't joking. One of my friend came back from hospital with arm in sling. They all said me very coolsteady. People fighting for their lives and my life and I sleeping. Embarrassed, next KTV session no need to say, I pay