He Flexes About Life

Hey, it’s him again. Lately, having some free time, he flexes about his life. He might not have been born at the finish line like others, but one thing is certain: he is fortunate

His first manual labor job was also lighter than others: protected from rain and sun. Not only that: the hands were his, but the legs belonged to Mrs. Ba. That saved half the limbs already. He thought to himself: could his life have taken a different turn if he had seized that opportunity?

But then he reconsidered: life will always hand him various forms of luck, yet only when he is truly ready and well-prepared will luck stay and grow with him. Since then, he has continuously learned, practiced, and developed himself. Now, if there were two to four Mrs. Ba placing four to eight pairs of legs in his hands: white or dark, slender or thick like pillars: he would certainly not disappoint anyone

Moving away from Mrs. Ba, he immersed himself in light work with high pay. Working office hours from Monday to Friday: 4 hours a day, except on Fridays when he only worked 2 hours because he had to hang out with friends at 4:30pm. In the past, he was a countryside boy who accidentally stepped into Ba Kien’s house. Now that he has knowledge, experience, and wisdom, he is confident about the life ahead

Flexing a bit: he has cats, six of them: Lem, Bem, Lak, Bo, Giam, Mickey. He allows his life to turn to a new page. He is wondering whether to get a wife or raise a dog. He has thought about it for a long time, yet still does not know what to do. Give him some advice. He rarely flexes, but if flexing results in getting a wife, it would be well deserved

After almost half a decade, he writes again: he is happy people still read, and he likes receiving haha reactions. He writes for entertainment after all!

❤️ cowriter aethery