The week the slap happened. I STILL FEEL THE FEEDBACK IN MY RIGHT PALM.
So one day last week we made this bet, or should I say “slapbet”, Renhao and I. If I managed to not spout a single profanity in the entire day, I would get the opportunity to slap Renhao’s face as hard as humanly possible, as hard as my palm would allow me to, any time of the day the next day. But my fate would be reversed if I did actually say a profanity. THING IS, I didn’t. SO I WON THE REVERED SLAPBET.
Next day, everybody knew Renhao was going to be slapped, including himself. Just.. not when 🙂 I tortured the living hell out of him. It was awesome. By pretending to slap him even in the slightest of arm actions, he would flinch. IT WAS SO GREAT. But fun and games aside, we all knew that the time of the slap would come sooner or later.
I did it. Slapped that bitch’s left cheek so hard the sound of the slap echoed as though it were thunder. THUNDERCLAP. PIAK cannot describe it, take out the I and you get PAK. The feedback from the slap remained in my hand for the next 3 hours. It was the best slap. The sound of this slap will echo through slapternity.