On Sunday, my mother made me visit my grandma. I showed her my tattoo.
We were talking about the difference in tuition for salemstate and long island U (which is where cait wants to go) and my grandmother looked at me and said, "it's ok. Stay stupid." Noticing the look on my face, she went to hand me the pencil she was doing word searches with and queried, "Wanna stab me with this?"
I said, "no. It's better punishment to keep you alive."
She also asked twice if I was still a virgin. The first time I told her not to ask the questions she didn't want answers to and the second time I told her I was pure as the driven snow. My father told me after hearing the story that there was a special layer in hell for people who lie to old people.
If it's the Cosby show, why are they named the huxtibles. That irritates me so much.
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