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Jan 25th, 2008
Jan 25th, 2008
Gossip on Grandad
I had four hours notice to clean up the bombshell that was the after effects of our most excellent party in Casa Del Headrambles…
*phone rings*
“Yellow?”
“What are you at?”
“What’s it to you?” I kicked the dog for barking on hearing her master’s voice.
“We’re coming home” said Grandad. “There’s no point in staying any longer, it’s too expensive.”
“Mean fucker! Doesn’t your poor missus deserve the holiday?!” I implored, turning pale.
“I don’t like the staff here. They’re foreign, and I forgot my Uzi.”
Turns out Grandad got kicked out of his room for smoking, in a nutshell.
Twenty would be proud.