He did! He asked, "Are they good friends?"
Awww.
Grandpa is fixing me fried eggs and grits and tea. Saw the uncle who lives next door. Slept pretty well but my allergies are acting up - there's mold in the house.
Can't drink, smoke, diddle my willy. Doesn't leave much to do other than watch you blokes stumble around playing Agatha Christie.
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smonster - Dec 22, 2012 4:53:31 am PST #24198 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Trudy Booth - Dec 22, 2012 5:27:56 am PST #24199 of 30001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
He did! He asked, "Are they good friends?"
Not yet! That's what they'll tell everyone after they break up.
smonster - Dec 22, 2012 5:28:06 am PST #24200 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Grandpa's sugar is 186 and he's still eating a huge mess of grits for breakfast. I told him if he went into a coma I'd leave him on the floor, and he said, "That's fine, you can shoot me twice, too, and make sure I'm dead."
Yup, that's my stubborn old bastard of a granddad. You just gotta laugh.
Laura - Dec 22, 2012 5:54:59 am PST #24201 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
Mmmm, grits. Yes, he should send them to me.
Burrell - Dec 22, 2012 6:17:33 am PST #24202 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
eggs and grits sound good, mmmm. I think I need to go make breakfast.
Cass - Dec 22, 2012 7:06:53 am PST #24203 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Informed consent at least. He sounds like a good Grandpa. Also I would like grits.
meara - Dec 22, 2012 7:08:34 am PST #24204 of 30001
I had airport breakfast tacos. They were not nearly as good as I was hoping.
But after last nights four hour flight where my overhead light didn't work, well. Fingers crossed it doesn't get worse today.
Cass - Dec 22, 2012 7:16:28 am PST #24205 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
But after last nights four hour flight where my overhead light didn't work, well. Fingers crossed it doesn't get worse today.
How did you read?
meara - Dec 22, 2012 7:25:05 am PST #24206 of 30001
Well, the guy next to me had his light on, and I made the type on my kindle bigger. Mad skillz from under-cover reading as a child?
Cass - Dec 22, 2012 7:28:18 am PST #24207 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Oh good. I was hoping for adjacent light or something backlit. Yes, my flight coping skills nearly all center around being able to read. We're Buffistas, it's what we do.
And I love that we all read under the covers or secreted books with us when we had to go places. Family tales tell of me being found happily paging through tabloids behind a couch. The reading material might have been crap, but I had something to read. Should have let me bring a book to grandma's.