Grand Wisdom
My grandmother's funny. We're talking, and she asks, "How old are you?""28"
Pause. "I don't think so."
Um. Ok. At this point my uncle, aunt, and I looked at each other. I mean, what could I say to that? She didn't leave me much room for retorting. Plus, she's my grandmother, surely she's wiser than me or something.
So I ask her, "How old do you think I am?"
Pause. "26."
Well, I'll take that!
Seriously. Who gets this license plate? Seriously.
posted by the Wootang at 8:12 PM
2 Comments:
I'm really 19, except for those few grey hairs...they're 27.
Wait a minute B... is this your GRANDMA'S BIG JOHNSON??????? WHOAH. I would listen to every word of this old woman and take her advice for true any day...
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