me: What is that?
her: a ballon...
me: idiot! I know it's ballon but why are you giving me a deflated ballon?
her: Blow it...
unwillingly blown the ballon
me: done... do you need me to....
her: (interrupted) blow somemore...
me: What the hell? So big liao still blow??
her: just blow la, don't stop till I say so...
unwillingly blown the ballon AGAIN, and the ballon is getting DAMN big!
me: OEI!!
her: (interrupted) SHH! BLOW!
BOOM!
me: idiot, ballon burst liao la...
her: yes... stop blowing...
me: (gave her the duhz face) Aiyoh! I am not in the mood to play guesing game!
her: no, it's not guessing game, tell me the moral of the story...
(stare at her blankly)
me: oic, you are starting to learn from me... I understand... thanks...

Moral of the story
The ballon has its limit, so am I. Don't attempt to push beyond my limit beyond what I can bear otherwise I have to bear the consquences.