to... spend... the day? Smoking maryjoowanna, drinking lemonade, and having a muffin. Granny won't you smoke some maryjoowannaa.
"just tell your grandmother that you couldnt make it to dinner, cause you were out getting stoned...she will understand" which reminds me, i just got a fat sack, and i need to toke
my box has a window and is lighted.... that'd be a shitty place for me to hide shit..... geek 4 life....
I haven't had this much in a long time... Some idiot dude was practically giving it away for peanuts.
i find that commercial unreal, cause if i were stoned, and knowing that i would have dinner at my grandmothers house, i would go there stoned and eat so much food...and she will probably be all sweet and say "why my goodness sonny boy! look how big you have grown, and how strong you are...i can see why you eat so much!" i like my grandparents...funny couple of goofs
that commercial almost made me cry the first time i saw it. its the grandma. she looks so dissapointed. and so sad. damn good actress if you ask me.
i do feel sad for the grandmother...but i feel worse for the kids, cause seriously...grandmothers can make some good food...then again the grandmother put all that hard work into food... it just seems unreal to me i guess
my grandmothers couldn't cook.... my great grandmothers reportedly could.... but I never met any of them...
my first granmother (paternal) died of alzheimers the current one is pointless because her husband is an ex-marine and she just acts like a june cleaver wannabe.... my great grandmothers were either comical or dead interesting all......
my great grandmother was a gypsy...well somehow she changed her name and didn't dress like a gypsy so that she wouldn't be deported in the second WW, and then she married my great grandpa who wasn't a gypsy, he was a serbian sailor who moved to crap-land coz fishing on the Timok river didn't go so well...in crap-land he stopped sailing and opened a shoe repairing shop... i love this family history
I can totally go through my past generation and explain why my family deserves the award "most fun added to dysfunctional" but then it would all be open source.... and you all would have a somewhat greater understanding about why I am so fucked up..... and I like the level of mystery I exude now...
