Yesterday grandma came to visit us...and it was...em...interesting, she started drinking whiskey and then told me *stories of her childhood*...they usually go a little bit smthig like this:
grandma: *holding a whiskey bottle* when I was young....
my dad: that means before Jesus was born...;)
grandma: ¬¬
me: ^_^U
grandma: I will haunt your house when I die...¬¬
me: here we go...-.-
dad: you can´t do that
grandma: why not?
dad: because you have already lived seven centuries in one life...and technicaly expired the time a soul can stay here...*leaves*
grandma: smartass...oh caro...ignore him...he´s a bad influence..
me:....he´s my dad ¬¬..
grandma: right!...he gives you money......?
me: ok grandma......you know what?...no more whiskey...*takes the whiskey away*
grandma: But I was just getting started! TT_TT
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