p.i.n.g.y. p.o.n.g.y.

I started to play ping pong (table tennis) when my dad strated to play with some of his pro friends... I got into training with my dad... But, we were all lazy to pick up the balls... (We bought 40++ balls to play with) So, it is the girls job to pick the balls up...

Then, just now, my mum asked my dad, why do the balls falls to the floor every time? (I think she said the wrong thing but I still can't figure out what she was trying to say)

Then, my dad repied her, if not, you want the balls to stick on the ceiling after we play-ah?

Haha... My dad can be really funny sometimes...